Banana Custardy Stuff

5 ripe bananas
1/4 t vanilla
1/4 c nonfat milk

food processor

The bananas need to be pretty ripe – there should be some brown spots on the peels. Cut them up into small pieces and freeze them. By the way, small pieces means more like diced than sliced. More like cut each slice of banana into quarters. Trust me on this one.

Once the bananas are frozen, pop ‘em into your food processor with the vanilla and milk and process away until smooth. You may need to put the bananas in the processor in batches, depending on how powerful your food processor is. By “in batches” I just mean put some in, process, add more, process, etc. Don’t take the processed stuff out in between.

Once they are all processed, scoop out into 4 bowls and serve immediately.

I tried to save some of this in the freezer and it didn’t stay the same texture, so you probably want to eat it all the same day. You can halve the recipe, though, but if you don’t want a stray half a banana lying around, then use 3 bananas.

You could serve this plain (I did) or put chocolate syrup over it and/or nuts and/or whipped cream. It is soooooo yummy. And good for you! That’s a combo you can’t beat. It’s also pretty inexpensive. I saw bananas in the supermarket for 44 cents a pound and 5 bananas is probably about a pound.

Try it out and tell me what you think!

Rugby’s friend Stacy says,

“What makes a butch swoon-worthy for me? A sense of strength, their strong sense of self, and they way they fit in those jeans helps too. It’s the idea that they will be there, with their strong arms to hold you when the going gets rough. It’s how they bring out all that is soft and
feminine in me. How they dress is awesome, but it’s only an outer example of their inner person, and it’s that inner person that makes them swoon-worthy.

She’s got the rough and ready part down pat. ”

If you’re looking for more of Rugby8, check out her tumblr page. Stop in and say hello. Rugby8 might be rough & ready … but she’s also warm and friendly, so you’ll get a friendly welcome.

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This weekend I am in Nashville, TN visiting The Girlfriend’s daughter, so I’m sure I’ll have some great music to share. Or else some to make fun of.

It’s too bad for you all that Mallory neither blogs nor tweets and she keeps her Facebook private, so you can’t be pals with her there. But, my femmes, this is a butch you’d want to know.

Mallory is a femme’s butch. She’s sweet and funny. She’s smart – but mostly a smartASS! She goes to college in Chicago and I love to tease her that she’s majoring in gym but, apparently, exercise science is more complex than “gym”. Who knew? In any event, Mallory spends a fair amount of time in the gym, but don’t let that fool you into thinking she’s an airheaded gymrat. Oh, no, my femmes, she isn’t.

Mallory’s sister has two little boys and seeing Mallory light up with one of them walks in the room is sweet. That the boys also light up is even better. There are days when she thinks she wants her own rugrats and days when she’s pretty sure she should stay Aunt Mallory (or Aunt Madry, as the youngest of her nephews calls her.)

Oh. Yeah. And if you ever meet Ms. Mallory – don’t let her fool you. She can cook! Don’t let her sweet talk you into doing all the cooking!

Mal’s best friend is a photographer and she took the first two of these pictures, which were Mallory-approved for publication. The last one I’m sorta sneaking in – it’s one of my favorite pictures of her because I think it completely captures her personality. As for the song – when we all first met Mallory, our mutual friends would tease her that, being so young, she was a Butch in Training – BIT.

Leave Mallory some comment love, darlings. You KNOW how sensitive those butches can be!

In a previous blog – long, long, ago, on Diaryland, I wrote a A Love List. Holy hell, y’all. I’ve been blogging in some incarnation for more than 7 years!

Anyway, G wrote Things I Love, Vol. 3 and just writing my comment to that post made me happy! So, here I am writing, Things I Love.

The color yellow. A rainy day when I get to stay home. Freecycle. The Chihuahua. My new-ish sofa. The cool chairs I got from someone on freecyle. Free samples. Magazines. Used bookstores. Nature photography. My business cards for the new job. They are so cool! When I open a bag that’s been at my girlfriend’s house and the warm, homey smell of her house is on everything. That I have a girlfriend! That, thanks to the internet, I e-know people from all over the world and have great relationships with people I would never have otherwise met. Decorating books. Reading (and ignoring) diet books. Walking The Chihuahua. How The Chihuahua wags her tail all the time. Even when she’s sick, her tail is always wagging. She, my friends, is a great example of a good disposition and gratitude. Also, fierce attitude and diva-ness, which seem contradictory but aren’t.

Getting unexpected notes or letters or packages in the mail. Surprising people with my own small bits of goodness. Making people laugh. The look my girlfriend gets on her face sometimes – I can’t explain it but it makes me laugh. Irreverance. Daisies. Tulips. Greyhounds. Bags: totebags, purses, luggage, wallets, shopping bags. All of them. Paperbackswap.com.

Restaurants that have Caffeine-free diet Coke in the founation. Grilled cheese. (I will order grilled cheese every chance I get! Grilled cheese w/ tomato and fresh basil = yum!) Garage sales and thrift stores – even though I rarely buy anything. When I find something, though, it’s thrilling! I got my TV stand from a thrift store and, once, I got a Michael Kors bag from a thrift store. For $20. The clerk didn’t know who Michael Kors was!

Barbecue restaurants. The kind where you REALLY don’t want to know what goes on in the kitchen. Music. The Girlfriend’s satellite radio. Right now, I totally love “In Love With Your Booty.” House of Dereon jeans because they don’t gap even a little bit.

There. Things I Love. A few of them, anyway.

What do you love?

I am looking forward to her return to this:

My new boss signed me up for this and I have to raise $1,000. By next week. I know about 3 people in all of BC, so I’m appealing to all y’all. Go give some money, will ya?

Now, if this were my JOB, back when I used to be a fund development director, I’d ask you for a specific amount and all, but it’s not. So I won’t. Just give what you can. They take the major credit cards and the website is totally secure. If you donate, I’ll post a thank you after the Lock Up mentioning you by name. And also pictures of my drunk ass, possibly with my boss, hanging out drinking tequila shots at the Mexican restaurant that’s serving as the jail. Ohhhh. Yeah. I better a) plan to spend the night at The Girlfriend’s house and b) make sure she’s available that night to pick me and then also to take me to work the next am!

Aside from the public recognition on FFG, you’ll also help people. Muscular Dystrophy isn’t pretty and the money you donate will go to help people in the town where I work.

Please stop by my fundraising website and give a little. Or give a lot. Tell your friends. Here’s where to go to donate.

Thank you. I know my readers are the most loyal and generous readers in the blogosphere!

This week is the official FFG Detox Week. Oh, I’m not going to do one of those things they sell in health food stores because that’s just nuts. No one needs those things to detox. But that’s a rant for another day.

No, I just mean, I’m eating completely healthfully this week, as much as possible. With my new job, I’ve been working a lot, having lots of lunch meetings and stuff like that, which means I’ve been eating less-than-healthfully. I’m starting to feel it. My favorite jeans are VERY snug. I can’t have that. I need to *lose* weight, not gain any! Especially if the feeling of my knees, ankles and shoulders after a night of dancing is any indication of the general well-being of my body. I feel bloaty and sluggish.

So this week is all about the healthful foods. Or the lazy person’s version of healthful: salads with lots of raw veggies and a homemade vinaigrette dressing (no sodium! no preservatives! But fat since it has olive oil, but that’s okay), chicken breasts, black bean burgers and bison. That sort of thing. Light and good for me. Lots of water. I can’t give up caffeine yet as it will induce a migraine-rivaling headache, but I can at least cut down on it.

Do you ever feel the need to give your body to recover from all the abuse you’ve done to it? What are your go-to foods for a particularly-healthful diet?