It is often hard to create recipes on the fly especially when you are cooking for a family of vegetarians and non vegetarians.  I have begun to experiment with dishes that I have made in the past adapting them while not just removing the meat portion of the dish I am creating something more while enjoying and old favorite. I have also found many other vegetarians who have been great about sharing recipes and encouraging me along the way.

 I had many to struggle with getting out to walk much of the week while dealing with not only the arthritis which is currently a problem but with the heel spur. 
On numerous occasions I wanted to stop walking but decided that I could make it and I did.. 
So the takeaway is this.. this is a hard process but I am keeping my eye on the end goal to make myself a healthier person for myself and my children.. 
 I will be posting some of the recipes I have created and adapted soon working on getting them onto the cloud for easier access.
Be well all and keep the faith.
Marta.

Taking off the training wheels and learning to ride again.

Okay so you would think I would learn a lesson and just keep following through with the things I start but as usual I step away.  Only this time I did so because I became very very ill.  Fast forward and here we are now.  A lot of interesting things are going on and I hope to be able to use this as a place to make myself accountable for them and continue to move forward.  
Much of what I am trying to do now is find myself not in the esoteric sense but really find out what I like to do and try to make something of myself in the process.  I get afraid of doing things and I stop just like I stopped writing the blog because I became afraid.. How strange is that, I used to be a trouble making punk girl who didn't care what anyone thought and was very okay with herself.  Maybe ill figure it out while I am doing this otherwise I am going to just play it by ear.  Play with me.

So one of the things that I am doing is loosing weight.  I lost 110 lbs I was a big girl I suppose I always will be.  I have osteoarthritis and it makes it very painful to walk but I keep doing it and am under a doctors care to be able to do that.  I also became a vegetarian again after years of being a meaty after having been a vegan for years and years and years.  I am going to start a page called the reluctant vegetarian not because I don't want to be vegetarian but because for me it was easier not to be..That is until now.   Its late here now so I am going to try to hold myself accountable and write once to twice a week and share some great vegetarian recipes that I get, make , adapt or just sort of fall into.  I will include pictures and hope you like.    M.

Turn the page (punk girl grows and grows)

Okay its a snowy day in America and Its my birthday.  I could wax poetically about what its like to be another year older, but I wont  Its not like I'm a 100 years old but I am older.  I got myself a new Franz Ferdinand ring tone for my phone yeah me.  I'm doing everything I would normally do except that we are off for the week for midwinter break so I'm taking more naps because we all know Punk girls need their rest. Its my 46th birthday but my 18 year old son Say's when he gets up Happy Birthday, hows it feel to be old.  I mean your almost 50.  I bit back the feisty retort and said, It feels pretty good and I meant it.   Except for the aches and pains that come with age and my chosen profession (no I'm not a wrestler) I feel good about where I am now and am looking forward to keeping moving forward. 

I took time to peruse the Netflix and saw they had episodes of felicity and firefly.  I have become engrossed in watching them.  I relate more to Megan on felicity without the anger issues and the money, than I do felicity.  I just love Joss whedon productions because he did a great job with Buffy and Angel.  It had its sappy moments but In large part it was a good show.  It was nice to chill and enjoy the fun of the shows again.

Any who Punk girl has gotten older and thinks the fun is just starting but do they make clubs for people who get  tired early and now have arthritis in places that used to rock?=) 

Keep the faith and live large And if your near a place to party do so on me.   

Marta

Punk Girls and Mamahood

Okay. clearly im past being sick and crazy in the last blog... lets move on.




What happens when a punk girl meets boy? a Beautiful boy, with dreamy eyes and gorgeous curly hair and skin like satin.  She hugs him and kisses him and calls him son.  What happens when a punk girl becomes punk mama and has a son.  
Well it was scary.  What does she know about becoming a mother?  Not a bunch, but just like any other mom she gets it as she goes along.  I thought being a mom meant not being (punk girl) any more.  It just meant that  that (punk girl) changed a little.  I still listened to my music and loved my clothes but I also had a son who I was introducing to life.  I gave him the cure and Mozart, P funk and the all stars, and the Dead Kennedy's.   I watched him love hip hop, and hard rock and EMO and goth, and finally develop his own style.  Much more like mom than I would have imagined.  I guess the point of this is that, we adapt when we become parents we give them the best we can and hope for the best.   Ive been in love with this boy for 18 years on Feb 3rd, we made it together and I wish the best for him.  I give him the world.
Now my readers.  (if I still have any)  Its okay to be who you are despite the fact that some family will say oh its time to grow up leave that (punk) stuff behind.  You can't leave what  you are behind its what makes you a person and its what you give to everyone you touch including children if that's whats in your picture.  Good luck and happy parent days for those of you with children.  p.s (I love you N happy bday tomorrow. love PUNK MaMa)

What happens to punk girls when they get nasty sick and have to take care of other nasty sick creatures.

Okay a punk girl in her teens and tweens often does not have to care for other sick folks and may not take care of herself or actually be ill.  But Oh my godlessness what happens when the body gives out and you get dunt dunt daaaaaah  the virus from hell, the flu and pneumonia all at once.  OOps forgot she also has two kids in their tweens and teens who are also oh don't say it.   I said don't say it   shut up you crazy broad.  (they are sick) the teen at the same time as I am.  Oh yeah lets bring me up to speed Ive been away.   I got married, had kids, got edjamakated, learned to spell (whatever) and got a job that (I LOVE) with autistic kids .  then got the freepin pneumonia, flu, virus from hello.   okay I don't sleep for more that ten or twenty minutes every two to three hours when the violent throbbing breast jugulating lung separating  love that song (American boy) happy new year oh excuse me is deliriousness  year of the dragon rocks go dragons.  wait I'm hallucinating again I was sick and the little girl is sick and now she is at camp cause she stayed home and got better and then I got that tickle and son had the tickle then we had temps of 102 and 104 and the Dr. said your sick (I'm like Duh) learn that in medical school.  Mean punk girl rears her ugly and I mean ugly head (cant comb hair head hurts looks like straw and dust bunny hairs)  okay sick teen boys are so gross, If I wasn't afraid he would cut me in my sleep (I would tell you) okay in a week I will tell you anonomously don't tell anybody.  Okay teen sick boys with pneumonia are droolee and gross (no more said)  Punk girl goes to the dark side okay watch out I'm getting a lighter and I'm setting teen boys room on fire and burning his clothes and maybe even him (run away sick teen boy run away)  Punk girl grown mom is now having a twitchy eyed (look out)  I'm sick  you should be afraid.  I gotta take a nap I'm so tired of coughing the new way to get a sick six pack. well zip it up honey, punk girls gotta clean the house so when tween comes home from camp she will not be reinfected by teen boy and psycho momma.    The end comes,  When punk girls have children and they are loved we take our punk hair which we are working because we are to sick to comb our hair so the spike is totally rocked.  Punk girl gets pissy pulls up her doc martens and staggers the house sweeping and wiping and dish washing and spraying antibac spray.  then she retires to the couch where she has slept for a week and then she sleeps and the world say (its about damn time) keep her off facebook to.
love Marta

Okay folks dont be hating the blogger she was demento

Im so sorry please forgive me now lets get ready to rumble im writing again....
marta

PUnk Girl blues or when moving sucks the life out of you and wrecks your hair

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Punk Girl takes a very short vacation.

Alternative Day Singin a Sing Song Days

What happens when in the act of living every day life, you realize that you have lost something? You spend 1/2 the day looking for your keys, by the way, they're in your pocket.

Under the bed, ooh shiny, found your glasses. Yeah, my Punk eyes is old bifocally. Okay, I found stuff, but I didn't find what I lost. Perhaps I should rephrase that. Who I lost. With a sense of desperation, I searched for CDs but most are packed, as we are moving. Where is mahharet? Where is the edgy wild thing? I love her. I miss her. Where did she go? Is she coming back?

I looked at pictures of Peter Murphy and Iggy Pop and Peter Gabriel, and I realized that somewhere along the line we looked old, but I forgot my self and became mom, taxi driver, top & bottom chef and a third world washer woman. Out of desperation I begged Comcast Music Choice to feed my soul, and after unlocking the TV MA lock, I blasted the music that fed my soul. Butthole Surfers, the Pumpkins, Bowie and for a beautiful moment "Red Rain" fed the desert of my soul.

Punk Girl vs The Poseur

Remember when we danced at the club? The girl in the black tunic & purple cowl. And you (well, some of you) were dressed in the 'Punk Attire.' You sauntered up to me and tried to dance with me, but I was too much into the music and didn't notice until almost the end. You were kinda upset. I thought you were cool and we hung out. Later that week, I saw you hanging out with your other friends, pointing and making fun of the 'punks.' I walked past, and looked at you guys, waved, smiled and then fast forward 20 years. I overhear the conversation about how old you feel, because you don't fit in with the other folks who weren't Punk, and now you are Punk grown up, and they shun your 'freaky' clothes and attitudes.

We meet again, and I wave and smile at you, because we know who was who, and who was you.

As a side note, I think Punk Girl knows Punk is a lifestyle, not a clothing and hair style. Punk Girl grew up, and then had children, and kept her lifestyle, and made friends with the teachers and parents, and popped popcorn, and sold cookies, and now is helping her teenage son get ready for prom.

Unlike Poseur, who wants to 'Fight the Power!'

Punk girls in Parenthood

In one brilliant moment I became Us and Us became We and left as a Couple and returned as a Family.

Punk Girl thinks she can be hip cool mom, and for a while that works, until they start going to school and don't want you to listen to your music. Wait, I'm entitled to listen. I played Barney and Disney. I spent hours watching rugrats and jammin to kids tunes with smiles and real true personal enjoyment. Then comes up "mom, could you wear 'normal' clothes," so Punk Girl says my clothes are great, and my music is cool, so you, my beloved Baby Monkeys, just have to deal.

It's late night, and I am watching them sleep. I smell their little heads and think wow, what a great thing it is to have kids, and even though for a while they don't really dig your alternative Self, if you wait and watch long enough, you will find it emerging out of the corner of your black mascara'd eye.

Do all grown up Punk Girls hate makeup, or is it just me?

When I was a little Punk Girl, I wore what was considered vogue make-up. Not freaky or weird, but classic punk. Come on, you all know punk was classic at some point. But I digress. As time has gone by, I find that I enjoy wearing make-up less and less. I feel like after a day of working, the skin on my face feels like an 80% recyclable bag. As I make my way to the bathroom to extricate myself from my organic face paint, I hear Baby Punk Girl say "come on, leave it on for a while! You look good!" And yet, grown up Punk Girl says "set me free!" to the beat of Don't Leave Me This Way, and I ponder.. do all grown up Punk Girls feel this way?

Punk girl goes all teach on me.

I guess today was a good day. A little crazy, but good. I work in schools, and some days are really rewarding. Other days are the goat. I got dressed and thought I looked all tight hip cool. Then, I looked in a mirror at school and realized I looked like a school marm with highlights.

I asked a hall child to excuse me as I was in a hurry, and as I passed I was crushed in a flood of teenmanity, and was referenced as ma'am.

Punk girl says "it's good kids have manners." I said what??? Punk girl is supposed to crash through the hall and too bad if you're in the way. Well, when Punk Girls grow up and get achy knees, and need bifocals, they can still be boss, hip, fly or whatever is the buzzword. Just keep your head up, wear your best Self, and as long as you feel 'fill in the buzzword ____' you and your Punk Self can still rock hard.

And try looking in the mirror at an angle. You'll catch a glint of Punk Girl in there!

I thought I would always be hip.

I always thought I would be that hip girl, hey I was a punk rocker chick.  According to my teenage sun that ship has sailed, I'm not hip and he would prefer it if I refrained from talking about my days in the scene as according to  him I'm older than the punk movement.  Only 45 and Old.  okay so I have arthritis in both knees and my girly curvy figure has now become a grave worldwide crisis.  Yes I gained weight, I didn't freak maybe I should have but at least my tween girl thinks I'm cute a little weird but cute.  Ive been having some negative thoughts about what happened to me so I am going to process it here and see if other punk girls feel the same.
Marta