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Ever since I began to flirt with cooking again, I've been making some combination of this delightful chicken salad using Well Fed mayonnaise which we always have on hand.  Also always on hand are cooked chicken breasts as my family became partial to the dark meat seemingly overnight! Armed with those two ingredients I came up with a chicken salad that I love! And I never liked chicken salad. Here is my perfected recipe, but you can throw in whatever colorful “charms” you might have in the veggie/fruit drawer that can hold their own in the melange. 2 whole cooked chicken breasts, cubed into ½ inch pieces, 1 large, or 2 small celery stalks, diced, 5 large, or 10 small chive stalks, chopped to ½ inch pieces, 1 large or 2 small carrots, peeled and diced, 15 walnut halves chopped, 4 large or 6 medium strawberries, diced, ¼ cup of blueberries (if they’re not too tart). Add a heaping spatula full of Well Fed mayonnaise and if you're very daring, 1 tsp. of cinnamon . This one h

While practicing split jerks at the gym, we often evoke the name of Mary Katherine Gallagher and her iconic self-laudatory pose . Hey – it works for me.  In fact, one day I didn't think I'd be able to stop saying it even when the weight started getting heavy and the exclamation tended toward a grunt.   But this isn't about being a superstar in my own mind; this is about the truth of my stardom. After hours of secretive, but exhaustive research, my 13 year-old unearthed the movie in which I starred ( as an extra ) during my sophomore year in high school: The Coming .  Now, I know what you’re thinking – What in the hell kind of crap did that impressionable little girl have to wade through in the sea of internet porn when searching for The Coming? None, apparently. It was renamed Burned at the Stake before going to cable in the 80s, but it seems to have later reverted back to The Coming  perhaps when someone became informed that no witches in Salem were actually burned at

As an example of awful training, the trainer at our gym shared this link to Shape magazine which touted the ability to spot slim and tone your legs. The page featured a brief explanation of short burst training, a weird video of an insufferable Tony-Little-wannabee trainer, and a picture of two skinny legs rockin’ a pair of fabulous Christian Louboutin black patent leather platform pumps.  My only comment on the link was that I loved the shoes. It wasn’t that I didn't appreciate my trainer’s disdain for the video dude’s condescending approach to his assistant, over-hyped love of Barbie leg sculpting, or serious penchant for the word "tushie," it's just that I think that if this guy's approach moves someone else to move – I'm all for it. But then I got to thinking about how much I love CrossFit and those Louboutins! In a world of five-fingered rubber shoes where form is king and fat is phat, there is an inherent disincentive in dressing your dogs for pote

In this report , scientists, whom I would normally hold in the highest regard among individuals in any group (cue the Professor from Gilligan’s Island), are acting like common swindlers and thugs. This combination of "seven survey, experimental, and naturalistic" studies purports to show that people of high social class tend to behave more unethically than lower class individuals mostly due to their appraisal of greed. Let’s break down these terms a little in accordance with the support materials given at the end of the study. High Social Class Study 4. Manipulation of social-class rank. For the manipulation of social-class rank (2), participants were presented with an image of a ladder with 10 rungs and given the following instructions: “Think of the ladder as representing where people stand in the United States. These are people who are the worst (best) off— those who have the least (most) money, least (most) education, and the least (most) respected jobs. In particular

With less than 24 hours to go, all the mushers are in! Well, all the mushers that my family members chose to follow in this year's Iditarod, that is. The scientific mind clearly runs in the family as my son chose  Nicolas Petit  as his musher for the following reasons in descending order of relevance: Sponsored by Mr. Prime Beef. 2011 Rookie of the Year as last minute medical replacement (beat that, Stephen's hottie). Appearance (sweet hat\shades combo, prominent Adam's apple (Stephen's hottie's "Eve apples" will not come into play due to winter coat)). Sponsored by Ray Redington Sr., son of Iditarod co-founder Joe Redington Sr. Ray Sr sponsored my selection over his own gd son, Ray Jr., bib# 2. Drama! Sponsored by Spiff, Wiggy's, and a funeral home.  My oldest daughter chose Dallas Seavey who, at 24, has a proven track record of success and a real potential to win the darn thing! She reports that he's a third generation mushe

In what I thought would be a bit of family dog fun, I asked everyone to pick a musher to follow for the Iditarod dog sled race which begins in two days. Let's just say, the response had been less than enthusiastic. After an additional prompting email, this is what I have received so far:  Because I have little else to go on here for choosing a musher, I'm going to have to revert to the standard, typical, and admittedly shallow, male evaluation criteria: When in doubt, pick the hottest babe. (I believe that rule-of-thumb is comparable to the female, "You might as well marry a rich man.") Having thus degraded myself, I will now throw my enthusiastic support behind Zoya DeNure .   Go Zoya! Go Eukanuba! And here is Zoya : She obviously meets his criteria here, but I love her 80s look,  and her Flock of Seagulls meets Martha Davis tribute.  For the record, here is  my chosen musher , who happens to be very cute and there are two of them ! (Strangely, my crit