I decided that I wanted to learn how to make Beans and Rice. So I looked up some recipes, but I didn't really find one that seemed appealing. Therefore, I took the things I liked and made a new recipe! Here it is!
Whitney's Beans and Rice
1 can black beans (any kind of beans would probably work) 1 can corn (or frozen), drained. ½ onion ½ red or green pepper (I used red for the color) 2 small cloves of garlic ½ tsp cumin ½ tsp cayenne pepper ½ tsp curry powder Rice, cooked (I used four cups of water, two cups rice. My rice was a mix between white and brown) olive oil salt and pepper, to taste (optional)
Cook rice. While the rice is cooking, chop up the onion, pepper, and garlic. Heat the olive oil and put in the previous ingredients to cook. When the garlic is browned and the onion is transparent, pour in the beans (do not drain!!) and the corn (drained). Mix everything together well. Then add the spices. If it seems too thick, add in a little more water. Pour over rice and you're done!!
If you like a spicier flavor, up the spices to 1 tsp each. (This is what I did the first time and it was pretty spicy!)
It's time to play another round of . . . WHITNEY TRYING TO WRITE LYRICS!!!
Anyway, I just recently found these lyrics that I wrote in my documents file. I kind of forgot that I wrote them and I'm a little surprised because they are better than most of my lyrics (which isn't much, but still). I don't know how to do links or else I would link my previously posted lyrics, but the main thing is that I love music. I wish I could write music and perform and share it with the world. Well, I'm not that talented (nor that dedicated), so mostly what I do it write lyrics that I think would make a good song, or at least a good idea for a song. Maybe someday, somewhere down the road, someone will come across my blog and read some of my ideas and decide to use them . . . haha, in my dreams right?
This song I called "Somebody," and it's about feeling alone and just wanting someone, anyone, to love you. It's not finished, but here's what I have.
There is a guy who comes through my line at work every morning and asks a question. Not the same question, but a different question every morning. Yesterday his question was "What would you change about yourself if you could?"
I think what I would change the most about me isn't necessarily physical because I have come to terms with the way I look and how my body is--what I would change would be the way I am socially. Now, I don't think that I'm necessarily a socially inept person. I get along well at work and church. Mostly I just wish I was like the other girls that I see and associate with. While I'm a girly-girl in that I like to look good and I adore cute shoes and wear make-up, I could definitely work on a more girly personality.
That sounds like I want to be one of those girls who screech and giggle and throw themselves at every breathing male that crosses their path. This isn't so. I do wish that I could flirt. And I wish that I were comfortable in situations where I am surrounded by a lot of girls. But I'm private. I keep a lot to myself until I know someone very well. I'm very bad at comforting and having empathy over things that I know are a big deal to others, but just aren't to me. Sometimes I just wish that I were the girl people knocked on our door to talk to, and not just the last choice when no one else is home. This is turning into a pity party and it wasn't meant to be. Ah well, "Those who do not complain are never pitied."--Jane Austen. Though I hardly ever complain to anyone but my family, which is probably why I don't get the pity I sometimes feel I deserve.
Mostly I just wish that I wasn't as conserved as I am--that I was more able to join in a conversation. I just don't have the way of conversing with others that many of my peers seem to have. Basically, if I were in a Jane Austen novel I would be more the Darcy type of character than the Elizabeth. My roommate tried to make me feel better by saying that I had the best type of personality of all because it's not so outwardly shown, people need to get to know me to see it . . . but I can't help but wonder if people just aren't willing to get to know me because I don't show it.
Alas. The older I get the harder it seems to be social. I wonder why that it?
Anyway, what would you all change about yourself if you could?