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For the love of links and spreading love through links - These are all my link love games, shameless self-promotion, and other such memes
For the love of links and spreading love through links - These are all my link love games, shameless self-promotion, and other such memes
One of the managers at a place I worked at long ago got this recipe as a fax. He tried it and loved it so much that he made copies for EVERYONE especially people that said they didn’t like fish. He insisted that even fish haters would like this one, and I agree completely. I like fish though I wasn’t much of a fan before this recipe. It was this recipe that made me realize that a lot of the fish I had in the past, the reason I didn’t like it was due to over cooking. Don’t over cook your fish it comes out a lot better.
Ingredients:
1 lb. Salmon fillet (for 2)
¼ cup packed brown sugar
3 tbsp. Bourbon whiskey (Early Times)
3 tbsp. Sweet onion (Vidallia) chopped
2 tbsp. Vegetable oil
3 tbsp soy sauce
Directions:
Place salmon skin side down in baking dish and remove all small bones with tweezers. In a small bowl, combine all other ingredients and pour ¾ of it over the salmon to marinate in refrigerator for a few hours. Place salmon on grill or in broiler 5-7 minutes per side, brushing with remainder of marinade.
My notes:
I broiled each side 5 minutes (starting skin side down) then flipped it one last time (skin side down) and poured the rest of the marinade and cooked it another three to four minutes.
I used Evan Williams Whiskey
I’m happy to be a stay at home mom, but without work, I have no insurance. I could buy it for $350 a month or if we were married, I could get it through Kurt. Thankfully, it’s only $50 annually for a single doctor visit, but today I had a prescription filled that’s $243.00 monthly.

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The 25th is Sophia’s first birthday. To commemorate a year of Baby Squeezins Diaper of the Month I’m hosting a contest.
Vote for your favorite Baby Squeezins Diaper of the Month using your own criteria (most disgusting diaper, best story behind the picture, etc.) by sending me an email with your pick. You can leave a comment on this post as well if you wish, but your vote will only count if you send me an email. All voters will be entered to win a 300-gram bar cube of Savon de Marseille. (300 grams is about 10.5 ounces, which is about two and a half normal sized bars of soap)
Here are the Diaper of the month Posts to choose from (the first post actually contains two separate diaper of the month pictures – if you’re choosing that post please indicate which diaper/month you’re actually voting for):
Your vote must be in by 7pm Pacific time on the 24th. I will randomly select the soap winner by writing all the email addresses on a piece of paper and having Kurt or Sophia draw one out of a hat/box/whatever we can find and make an announcement at midnight (Pacific time) on the 25th with the diaper of the year selection and winner of the soap. That way if you don’t win you’ll have six full days to take advantage of the 30% discount offered to Mom’s Journal readers by the Savon de Marseille manufacturer.
Hi there and thanks for your nice words about our Savon de Marseille. It’s no wonder SDM has been trusted for generations in France - long before there were chemical detergents that strip skin of just about everything. For you and your friends / readers we’d like to offer a special 30% discount for the month of September. Just use the promo code MOMSJOURNAL at checkout. Best regards, French Soaps — makers of Savon de Marseille.
It leaves no marks so no one sees the abuse. It’s all in her head and no one can know. She was happy to know secrets from an adult. It made her feel important to be worthy of such information. Soon it became too much and tore her up inside as the manipulation became apparent.

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We’ve grown apart over the years and I’m so sorry for that. I hope you can forgive me. I’ve bought a ramp so we can go places together more easily. At your age, obviously, five-mile bicycle rides are out, but I hope to be close again. It’d help if you stopped shitting in the house.


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Clink. GODDAMNIT! Several days after baby proofing the kitchen and I still open the lower cupboards without remembering unhook the new plastic latch on the inside. “Don’t worry”, Kurt said mocking me after hearing the ‘clink’ of my latest attempt, “You’re smart. You’ll figure it out after three tries or less.” He’s such an ASS!

Flash Fiction Friday is hosted by g-man. You may also visit Flash Fiction Friday 55’s, a blog dedicated to hosting 55 Flash Fiction Friday posts.