I Believe, Do U!?

I believe above is reserved for the Sun, Clouds, and doves

Moon and Stars, planets like Mars
And if I could stretch beyond the blue, perhaps touch Gods’ hand too.

I believe below whence water flows with youthful woes

Of innocence gone as age has marched on

There transcends our Once Upon a Time Childhood Friends

Maybe where Sindbad the Sailor crossed or perhaps where City of Atlantis is lost

There Snow White and the 7 Dwarfs, Jack Frost, Frosty the Snowman are standing on wharfs

As The Gingerbread Man, Hansel and Gretel run to greet us as fast as they can

We see Cinderella and Sleeping Beauty each with their own fella

The Old Woman Who lived in a Shoe, Puss in Boots, The Elves and the Shoemaker have good news

The Billy Goats Gruff, the Three Pigs, Three Blind Mice, along with Goldilocks and the Three Bears want to prove they weren’t a bluff

The Ugly Duckling is inside Atlantis with The Phantom of the Opera, Beauty and the Beast - all chuckling

And the sweet Tooth Fairy still leaves coins as a treat.

United at last is The cow who jumped over the moon, The cat and the fiddle, and The dish who ran away with the spoon

Hickory dickory dock, that dang mouse won’t stop fiddling with the clocks

Jack be nimble Jack be quick and Little Jack Horner continue to do their tricks

While The Little Men dance with Little Red Riding Hood, swim with The Little Mermaid, and court The Little Women

The Goose That Laid the Golden Eggs and Humpty Dumpty play pegs

Dumbo and Pinocchio speak their own mumbo jumbo

The Princess and the Pea, Johnny Appleseed, and Jack with his Beanstalk are a glee

Things are a spinning as Rapunzel and Rumpelstiltskin are a grinning

Peter Pan, Tinker Bell, Tom Thumb, Thumbelina want us to join them soon as we can

Along with Alice, to sip tea with the Easter Bunny in the Atlantis Palace.

Of all this I do not doubt, so let me just point out
I believe in Santa Claus too, do you?

© - Jeane Michelle Culp (#r3779xy1988CC€)

12 Strokes of Christmas Cherries

Sir Cleges and the Christmas Cherries by F. J. H. Darton

"At the court of Uther Pendragon there had lived a brave knight called Sir Cleges. When Uther had died, Sir Cleges retired to lands near Cardiff in Wales with his wife and family.

Sir Cleges was a kind and generous man, perhaps too generous. He always helped anyone in need, by loans of money that did not need to be paid back until the borrower was able, and by letting people off their rents if they had problems paying. In time his fortune had dwindled and all he had left was the house he lived in. There was no food, no servants and barely enough wood for the fire and it was Christmas time. There would be no visitors this year and no presents.

Sir Cleges was sad that his family would not have food to eat over Christmas but he knew there were still poorer people than himself for he still had the roof over his head. He went out to sit by his favourite cherry tree to ponder on what he could do to help himself and others.

As he sat under the tree he heard rustling sounds above him. He looked up and saw that the tree was in full bloom and then he saw that cherries were growing on it. He stood up and picked some to take in to his wife. She was amazed, it was a miracle, she said, he should pick some to take to the king as a Christmas gift. King Arthur, she had heard, was staying at Cardiff Castle.

Sir Cleges picked a basket full of cherries and went off to the Castle but he realised on the way that he was not dressed as a good knight should be. His clothes were ragged and he felt ashamed off himself. But he had an errand to run and he continued on his way. When he got to the Castle, he explained that he had a basket of cherries to give to the king. The guard would not allow him to enter unless he agreed to give one third of whatever the king gave as a reward. Sir Cleges agreed and was allowed to go to the castle keep where another guard stopped him.

He explained once again that he had a basket of cherries to give to the king. This guard also would not allow him to enter unless he agreed to give one third of whatever the king gave as a reward. Sir Cleges agreed and was allowed to go up the stairs to the banqueting hall where a third guard stopped him.

Yet again Sir Cleges explained that he had a basket of cherries to give to the king. Once more the guard would not allow him to enter unless he agreed to give one third of whatever the king gave as a reward. Sir Cleges, once again agreed and was allowed into the hall where the King was seated at the top table.

Sir Cleges presented the cherries to King Arthur who pronounced that it was a miracle at Christmas to have such fruit. He shared the cherries amongst the guests and invited Sir Cleges to join them.

After the food was eaten the King asked Sir Cleges what he would wish to have as a reward for bringing the cherries. He said he would wish for permission to give 12 strokes of his stick to people of his choosing. The king agrees to this strange request though he wondered why this poorly dressed man did not ask for more of a reward. Sir Cleges left the hall and as he went out of the door the guard stopped him and asked for one third of what he had been granted as a reward. Sir Cleges immediately hit him 4 times on the buttocks with his stick.

Sir Cleges then walked down the stairs of the keep and was stopped by the second guard who asked for one third of what he had been granted as a reward. Sir Cleges, without hesitation hit him 4 times on the buttocks with his stick and walked on to the gate.

At the gate he was stopped again by the guard who asked for one third of what he had been granted as a reward. Once more Sir Cleges hit the guard 4 times on the buttocks with his stick and walked out of the gate. But he was stopped and commanded to go back to see the king.

King Arthur told Sir Cleges that he had remembered who he was. He asked why he was so unkempt. Sir Cleges explained about how he had been too generous and now had nothing left except his home and family but that they would have no food and little heat over Christmas. The King asked why he did not request gold as a reward before and Sir Cleges explained what had happened with the guards. For the pleasure of hearing the story of the 12 strokes, the king decided to reward Sir Cleges with new lands and the control of Cardiff Castle. But he also got assurance that Sir Cleges will not lend money or give too many things away in future."

Story from Internet Archive non-commercial purpose

I think there is a moral to this story, perhaps Though it is sweet to give at Christmas, let's not present so much that it hurts the wallet, Often the Sweetest Gifts are from the Heart.

What do You think the moral of the story is?

Anti-Bullying #‎URASUPERSTAR Video

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The Truth About Thanksgiving Day

It isn’t Thanksgiving Day, we all are being fooled! Truth be told, it is:

Revenge of The Turkey Day

We gather together to eat yams and yammer,

Dig into mashed potatoes while listening to the latest scoop from Family and Friends,

For it’s all about the gravy, fat juicy saucy gossip,

Where cranberry sauce has a way of making things seem bitter,

Though shortly afterwards we can partake in pies and try to be sweet,

For the Turkey that used to go gobble gobble, will have been all gobbled up,

But soon comes Revenge,

Cause the once stuffed Turkey has now stuffed us.

©- Jeane Michelle Culp ndpthepoetress

Originally posted 2007

Thanks for Giving Troops!

A Soldier's Thanksgiving Day -Author Unknown

I know we are at war,
But I hear change is in sight
Instead of family and friends for Thanksgiving you will
Chow with your comrades tonight
One to your left, the other to your right.
Your regiment, your battalion,
Have now become family and friends
Living day to day in a personal sacrifice
On a mission to defend.
You are the hero's who's faces we may never get to see
But the pride and glory that's lives in a soldier heart
Biers one word
On this day
We give thanks and honor to those brave and true
Our banners, we will proudly wave
The Red, White, and Blue
We will give our thanks not only to our god
but also to every soldier for our bounties, that be.
For they give meaning to words
Home of the brave Land of the Free.
To the soldiers in the mess hall
Eating their thanksgiving feast,
to the troops in the desert eating another
Meal ready to eat.
May peace, hope and strength
Travel with you along the way
And may these wishes find you
On A Soldiers Thanksgiving day.

In the Spirit of Thanksgiving

According to Wikipedia, "Count Your Blessings" is a popular song written by Irving Berlin for the movie White Christmas. The best known recordings were made by Rosemary Clooney, Bing Crosby and Eddie Fisher.

However; the Filipino singer-songwriter Jose Mari Chan sings an additional verse to this popular song while maintaining a modern yet familiar tune.

Count Your Blessings (Instead Of Sheep) Irving Berlin

When I’m worried and I can’t sleep
I count my blessings instead of sheep
And I fall asleep counting my blessings

When my bankroll is getting small
I think of when I had none at all
And I fall asleep counting my blessings

I think about a nursery and I picture curly heads
And one by one I count them as they slumber in their beds

If you’re worried and you can’t sleep
Just count your blessings instead of sheep
And you’ll fall asleep counting your blessings

And (you’ll) I’ll fall asleep counting my blessings

Additional lyrics:

I thank the Lord for good health
For the gift of love He sends
But most of all He’s blessed me
With my family and friends

When you feel that you’re down and out
Just count your blessings, I have no doubt
You’ll soon be on your feet, counting your blessings

Originally Posted November 2007

Turklicious Deviled Eggs

For 20+ years, making Deviled Eggs is a Thanksgiving Tradition of mine and each year I venture to make the perfect Deviled Eggs. Though I have often been tastefully successful; my annual tradition seems to be, OMGosh where did I put my recipe and of course being myself seasoned with years, I have since forgotten many of my secret concoctions.

This year I was determined to master the complete art of the fragile egg task from boiling, peeling, and ingredients. So liken a Turkey Hunter, my search began:
Over the search engines and through the websites,
Straight through the barnyard gate;
The chickens knows the way to lay their eggs,
Thru the white and yellow yoke

Over the search engines and through the websites,
To have a first-rate egg;
Hear the timer ringing, Ting-a-ling-ding!
Hurrah for Thanksgiving Day! ~ndpthepoetress

I sifted through add vinegar, salt, or baking soda to the water to prevent cracking. Put lid on, leave lid off to cook. Old eggs -vs- fresh eggs. Brand name Eggs, Store Brand, Eggland's Best eggs, White, Brown, Small, Large, X-Large... Dijon, French's, or Powdered Mustard. Hellmann's or Dukes Mayonnaise. And the advice on how to peel the eggs was longer than Santa's list!

Thankfully, in my plight I landed at Rachael Ray's Henhouse. There my memory was jarred as I was able to confirm my mayo/mustard ratio!

Hunting and pecking around only made me more determined to lambaste those devilish eggs this year and with enough info to stuff a turkey, I was ready to carve through all the mishmash. And so without featherado I give you my Readers, my Turklicious Deviled Eggs recipe! Here for all to enjoy and for me to lose nor forget nevermore :)

Turklicious Deviled Eggs

12 Jumbo eggs (trust me, you'll thank me later; there will be plenty of yolk to go around & leftover!)
1 teaspoon salt
6 tablespoons mayonnaise
2 teaspoons mustard

Place 1 teaspoon of salt in the bottom of a pot
Place eggs in a single layer inside pot
Cover with at least an inch or two of cold water above the eggs

Boil eggs as you usually do, or if you would like to try, or you are new to boiling eggs:

Turn stove on medium
Place lid on pot
When water begins to boil, reduce heat to low
Allow to boil for 10 minutes
Remove pot from burner and let set for 10 minutes

CAREFULLY with a round slotted spatula take out 1 egg, place on countertop and gently spin the egg
If the egg spins fast, the egg is hard boiled (If the egg spins slowly, it's raw)
*If undone, return to pot; turn burner back to medium; wait for boil, let boil for another 10 minutes then remove pot and test egg.

Place eggs in ice water for 2 minutes
Then place eggs in a strainer (colander), make sure all the water is drained
Put in refrigerator for at least an hour

To peel eggs: Gently roll each egg on countertop
Crack thick part of egg against sink or countertop
When you remove the egg shell, be sure to also remove the thin clear filmy membrane

Slice eggs in half long ways
Remove yolks and place in bowl
Mash egg yolks with a fork or lightly grind in a grinder

In a separate bowl add 6 tablespoons mayonnaise, 2 teaspoons mustard and whisk together
Add egg yolks and whisk again

Add yolk mixture to the inside of each egg with a butter knife

Garnish with Paprika or Cayenne Pepper, Salt, Pepper if desired
Other garnishes include olives sliced in half and added atop the yolk mixture or use your wild imagination :)

Here's a thigh tickler for you: Preparing the turkey to be cooked Thanksgiving; I was injecting the marinating concoction I made into the meat when plop goes the injection needle, deep into the meat! 15 minutes later after plundering around, poking inside I finally found & got the needle out! There for awhile, I was afraid I was going to have to cook a shredded Turkey for Thanksgiving lol. Needless to say, that injection contraption is now in the trash!