Packing a Punch
*Attention: If you don’t want to hear my politcal views, but you want the recipe for a burger that packs a little punch… scroll to the bottom where the food pictures start. If you want to hear what this ol’military wife has to say about the upcoming election… well, read on.
I’ve debated about writing this because I don’t want to add undo negativity in my life. Then, through an email conversation with A Soldier’s Wife I grew up. She gently pointed out that I have the right to say what I want because my husband fights to give me the freedom to do so. I write annonymously so there won’t be any reprecution on my husband’s career because I can’t keep my mouth shut. So here it is. I am proudly supporting John McCain and Sarah Palin in the upcoming election. I find John McCain’s record remarkable. I find his demeanor humble, supportive and determined.
I refuse to lower myself to bickering and slinging mud in the direction of Obama. I will, however, share a little something that main-stream media isn’t sharing (because you must admit, they are very Pro-Obama). When Obama visited Iraq in July, 2008 he barely spoke with the troops. In fact, an email from someone over there states that Obama looked at the troops “as if they were scum.” Obama had scheduled photo shoots with the troops. He didn’t dare touch the troops for a second longer than necessary to snap a publicity photo. The basketball? Totally scripted. By that point in Obama’s tour with the troops, they had to order troops to play with him. Obama’s conduct in Iraq was inexcusable. These are the men that fight for our freedom, and they are being treated like trash. None of this was ever covered in the news, why? because the media is hell-bent on getting Obama elected. Oh, and I left out the really raunchy parts of the email from Iraq.
As for McCain, he’s been there… as a troop and with the troops. He listens to those on the ground, in fact… he listened so well, that he saved countless lives by coming home and pushing for the surge. Maverick? Sure, if that’s what you want to call a man who risks his future to save the lives of others. Yes, The Surge saved the lives of our troops. As a military wife, that makes me damn proud. The country has a misconception as to how our uniformed men feel. Sure, there are the outspoken men who come home and scream about how they didn’t want to be there, they never wanted to see or do the things they were “forced” to do… but in my opinion… these are probably the same men and women you see on television crying “I just wanted a free college education.” Then find someone else to pay for your school! You joined the military!
I can’t speak for everyone, but I can say, that of those men and women that my husband and I personally know serving in Iraq, Afghanistan, and places unknown to you and I… they are proud to be there. Last night, John McCain, in speaking of his military service in Vietnam said, “I wasn’t my own man anymore. I was my country’s.” Chills went down my spine and tears sprang to my eyes when those words filled the air. That’s what my husband has been saying for years. He didn’t have a choice to serve this country or not. It’s a calling on ones life.
I will admit, a week ago when John McCain announced Sarah Palin as his running mate, I was extremely disappointed. In the past week I’ve found myself turning rapidly in the other direction (if I’m being honest here, I should admit that by the morning after the announcement, I adored her). I believe we need the experience John McCain has to offer and the fresh outlook that Sarah Palin has to offer. I think it’s an unbeatable team and I find it rather humorous that the main stream media has taken to comparing Sarah Palin’s qualifications with Obama’s. Umm… isn’t she running for Vice President… and Obama is running for President. Dude. Our Vice-Presidential Nominee blows Obama’s experience out of the water!
Speaking of experience, John McCain said last night…
We face many threats in this dangerous world, but I’m not afraid of them. I’m prepared for them. I know how the military works, what it can do, what it can do better, and what it should not do. I know how the world works. I know the good and the evil in it. I know how to work with leaders who share our dreams of a freer, safer and more prosperous world, and how to stand up to those who don’t. I know how to secure the peace.
Yes, he is prepared for threats, he isn’t afraid of them. No, he doesn’t like war… NO ONE does, but that doesn’t stop our brave men and women from buttoning up their uniforms and marching into the unknown to protect us. In these terrible times of terror… we need someone who is the calm in the eye of the storm, knowledgeable about operations and listens to the troops. That kind of knowledge isn’t learned… it’s ingrained. Military instinct isn’t a learned trait. It’s a part of someone who’s been there, done that and isn’t afraid to get down on his knees and speak to GOD.
The end of John McCain’s speech last night packed a punch that had me standing in my living room, hands pumped in the air cheering for this man who will lead us in victory and pull us out of the crisis our great country is in.
I’m going to fight for my cause every day as your president. I’m going to fight to make sure every American has every reason to thank God, as I thank him: that I’m an American, a proud citizen of the greatest country on Earth, and with hard work, strong faith and a little courage, great things are always within our reach. Fight with me. Fight with me.
Fight for what’s right for our country.
Fight for the ideals and character of a free people.
Fight for our children’s future.
Fight for justice and opportunity for all.
Stand up to defend our country from its enemies.
Stand up for each other; for beautiful, blessed, bountiful America.
Stand up, stand up, stand up and fight. Nothing is inevitable here. We’re Americans, and we never give up. We never quit. We never hide from history. We make history.
Thank you, and God bless you.
He’s fought for me before, and now… I’m fighting with him.
If you want to leave me a nasty-gram, go ahead. I’m a tough girl. After all, I’ve sent my husband to war three times in five years. I think I can handle ignorant nastiness, and I’ll do it with a smile on my face… because that’s what those of us called to our Nation’s duty do… we serve with a smile to protect freedom so others can have a voice. If you want to affirm your support with me… feel free, again… that’s what my husband fights for. Speak out and speak up!
Buffalo Burgers (with my comments)
2 lb ground chicken (I ground 2 chicken breast)
1 glove garlic (I used 4)
3/4 c chopped celery (I minced it)
3/4 c chopped carrots (again, I minced it)
1/2 c chopped parsley (I’ll 1/4 c next time)
1 T hot sauce (I’ll use the spices in hot sauce next time in addition to the hot sauce)
1 1/2 t grill seasoning (oops… I used 1 1/2 TABLEspoons)
6 hamburger buns
3 T olive oil
1 c cornmeal
Bibb lettuce (I don’t like hot lettuce, so we didn’t use this)
Crumbled Blue cheese (allergic, so I used Monterey Jack)
Non Stick Spray
In a mixing bowl, combine ground chicken, garlic, celery, carrots, parsley, hot sauce, grill seasoning, and 1 tablespoon of olive oil. Blend all of these ingredients together and divide meat into 6 portions and make 6 patties out of them (I only had enough for 4). Put the cornmeal into a flat pan and dredge both sides of the patties well in the cornmeal and place on a cookie sheet and refrigerate for 15 minutes. Spray a skillet with the non stick spray (uh, okay. I didn’t do this because it’s kind of counter-productive) and heat remaining olive oil up in pan over med-high heat. Place patties in pan and cook for 10 minutes on each side or until cooked. While patties are cooking, toast buns under broiler (I shredded some Monterey Jack over the bottom bun before toasting) and garnish with ranch dressing (I made homemade), lettuce, and blue cheese. Place patties on bun and add a splash of hot sauce to kick it up.
Next time I make these, I want to increase the heat and decrease the amount of veggies a little. I could barely taste the “buffalo” of this burger.
Regardless of my burger lacking punch… Sarah Palin and John McCain made up for it.
Garlicy Cajun Fries
A Cat’s Pajamas Original Method
Count on using about 1 1/2 russet potatoes per person. Peel enough potatoes for your crew, then cut them into the size you like. I was feeling puny fries the other night, so I cut them smaller than I normally would have. Now throw in a couple cloves of finely chopped garlic, and about 1 t per potato of cajun seasoning. Sprinkle with freshly chopped parsley, salt and pepper. Add a touch of oil at a time, working through until there’s a light coating of oil (I use canola or peanut) on the potatoes. Bake at 450 degrees for about 20-30 minutes, flipping after about 10 minutes.