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Wednesday, September 14, 2011

Oh so Proud

Being a writer has always been fun and rewarding but never so much as right now. I wrote an article about my hubby's passion and love for volunteering and hockey and this is how it turned out.


Thanks to David Murray @PittMeadowsToday.ca for publishing it for me!

Tuesday, September 13, 2011

Priest my movie review

PRIEST



Movie Review
by
Sher




Directed by Scott Stewart

Starring Paul Bettany, Cam Gigandet, Maggie Q and Christopher Plummer



In a futuristic society where the Catholic church wields even more power then in previous centuries. The church created 'Priests' that specialized in vampire killing. Based on the graphic novel. Humans are told 'to go against the church is to go against god'.  they are under the guise that the priests have eradicated the vampires until word comes of Priest's brother (portrayed by True Blood's Stephen Moyer) that his wife is dead and his daughter has been kidnapped by a different type of vampire.

 I give a **RAVEN RATING** OF 4 out of 5 claws



I love to bake

Baking has becoming a cathartic release for me over the years. As a chef, I served hundreds of people a myrriad of different food but I always come back to my passion of baking.

This time of year is amazing for me. All the fresh BC fruit to choose from, I chose 3 of my favorites and created this pie.

Blueberries from Fraser Valley, Apples from Pitt Meadows and Cherries from Chilliwack. To make it even better, I used a 2008 **Twisted Tree** Rosado to macerate the fruit in first.

Served with a strawberry ice cream, it made the end of the season just perfect!

Next is prepping for my Annual Christmas Cookie Tray Orders. (pricing to follow soon)

Monday, September 12, 2011

Another Day excerpt from 'Blood Stained Talons'

Another Day



As a blanket covers the bed

So to do the clouds shroud the skies

Light fades sending the day a bed

Darkness engulfs the terrain below

Echoing in the loud silence

The cries of the wild sing out

A symphony to Mother Nature

Hailing her beauty and strength

The moon exudes its ominous luminosity

Playing hide and seek within the heavens

No glimpse of celestial brilliance

The stars fall silent in the shadows

With a final puff on to the flickering candle

Resounding goodnights exclaimed to all

All memories of the day diminish into slumber

The only voice is the whispering wind
 
Earth’s inmates sleep as an innocent baby

Comforted in the bosom of dreams

The blanket swaddles the soul

As Another day falls into eternity







Sher  June 18, 2010 ©


Mega Fruit Muffins

SHER'S BC FRESH FRUIT MEGAMUFFINS



INGREDIENTS



3 1/2 c. flour
1 cup sugar [1]

 5 tsp. baking powder
1 1/2 tsp. salt
2 beaten eggs [2]
1 1/2 cup milk [3]
1/2 cup shortening

1/4 cup blueberries [4]

1/2 cup diced apples [5]

1/2 cup diced peaches [6] optional

1 tsp cinnamon





Stir together flour, sugar, baking powder, and salt; make a well in center. Combine eggs, milk, and shortening, and add all at once to dry ingredients, stirring just until moistened. Fill greased or paper-lined muffin tins two-thirds full. Bake at 375 degrees for 25-30 minutes. Makes 9-12 Texas muffins or 18-24 muffins.



You can also use chopped walnuts, coconut, almonds, dried cranberries, raisins as well as changing up cinnamon for nutmeg or all spice to make it seasonal.



Freezes well.





LINKS



http://www.bchoney.com

http://www.msbfarm.ca/

http://www.peachfest.com/

http://www.findfamilyfun.com/applefarm.html

http://www.haneyfarmersmarket.org/



[1] can substitute honey instead of using sugar * 1/2 cup of BC fresh honey
[2] free range Maple Ridge organic
[3] I use 1%
[4] Fraser Valley fresh
[5] BC fresh gala or empire work best
[6] Okanagan fresh

Sunday, September 11, 2011

Thank You is Never Enough..excerpt from 'Written in Blood'

A Thank You Is Never Enough


For Standing proud day or night

For wearing the Uniform that some may hate

For sacrificing friends and family

A Thank You is Never Enough
 

For cold lonely nights in far away lands

For having MREs instead of a home cooked meal

For early morning PT in sub zero temperatures

A Thank You is Never Enough


 For staring down the barrel of a gun

For facing your own mortality day after day

For countless nightmares that haunt

A Thank You is Never Enough

For coming home battered or bruised

For not coming home at all

For finding peace within the loud silence

A Thank You is Never Enough

For yearly holidays taken for granted

For parades and ceremonies and medals adorned

For being a SOLDIER

A Thank You is Never Enough






Friday, September 09, 2011

Background

Sept 11 2001

After watching the live footage courtesy of **CNN**, my whole life took a spiraling plunge into despair, depression, anger, paranoia and fear.

I spent many nights awake, crying and waiting to see what was coming next.

I had always been a writer and found solace and comfort in putting pen to paper. I spent six hours along a beachfront putting my thoughts on paper. As I started reviewing what I had written down, I noticed a distinct pattern. They all focussed on pain, anger, terror and how much I loved the Military. It was from that moment, that 'Written in Blood' was born.

4 years of writing, editing, travelling to Washington DC, visiting memorials, talking to Veterans and currently serving Military personnell turned into the passion of my life.

Being a cathartic release for me, I continued onward and am currently working on the follow up book 'Through the Eyes of A Veteran'.  I'm hoping to s have a working copy by year's end and start editing soon thereafter. In that time, I'm hoping to find a willing publisher to get this out in hopes of helping others out there.

Loss hits everyone, especially for Military families. This is my way of giving back.

Written in Blood..excerpt from `Written in Blood`

Written in Blood


Standing at the gates of death
Awaiting my turn for judgment
The book filled with thousands of pages
A few names engraved crimson red
                                              
I asked around and wondered why
Some names had no coloring
The gatekeeper pondered on how to answer
What you do is how you are engraved

Still in uniform with the lethal wound
Looking down on my friends and family
I snuck a peek and saw my name
Etched in red so everyone could read

Tears well up within my eyes
As the explanation began
You see you were killed in action
Your name is Written in Blood

You have a special place within the gates
A brotherhood of perfect strangers
Brought together in life and death
Welcome Home Solider you are loved

Traumatized..excerpt from `Through the Eyes of a Veteran`

Traumatized

Returning home to things forgotten

No roll call to adhere to

Familiar things seem surreal


Acclimating tougher than imagined

Endless nights of nightmares

Drowning the sounds in a bottle

Medication merely dulls the pain

Love from the family unrecognizable

Countless medical appointments


No real help to be found

Comprehension and compassion empty words

Traumatized uncertain of reality

Violent fits of rage and anger

Like a roaring waterfall in the mind

Flowing into a loud silence

Peace of mind never to come
 

Doctors have conditions for it all

Only the soul knows the truth

No magical cure to fix the disease

The soul traumatized to the end







sept 20 2009 ©














NO MORE TERROR HERE

No more terror here


Scary stories being told at midnight

Waves crashing into the sandy beaches

Marshmallows roasting over the smoldering flames


Oblivious to impending doom


Lives changed in an instant

Shattered dreams scattered through twisted metal

A vicious attack on a way of life

Tears flowing from lady liberty


Call to arms to protect our land

Seeking an elusive enemy

Vulnerabilities exposed

Our freedom never taken for granted again

When all the dust has settled


The guns cease their firing

Stronger in our patriotism we become

With more awareness and compassion


Eyes awakened to a new world

No longer sheltered from reality

We will recover we will survive

Staring at our fellow man
 

Screaming we are Americans

We are proud of who we are

We shall fight till our last breath

No more terror here