Nancy’s Pineapple Salad

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Welcome to the ELEVENTH post of the Saving Second Base project!

Today’s contributor is my friend, Kim
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My name is Kim Hardwick and I am a mother of two boys.

I started dating my high school sweetheart, who is now my husband, a few months after his mother, Nancy, had finished chemotherapy for breast cancer. The first time I talked to his mother I thought she had the sweetest voice I had ever heard. She has been in my life for fifteen years now and I am blessed to be her daughter-in-law.

I remember the first Christmas dinner I shared with my husband’s family. There was this interesting looking dish that was topped with marshmallows and cheese that everyone devoured like it was their last supper. The marshmallow and cheese combination seemed strange to me so it took several years for me to try it.
Surprise, surprise!
It was delicious. The tart, sweet pineapple and the sharp cheese with soft sweet marshmallows is fabulous


Recipe: Nancy’s Pineapple Salad

Ingredients

  • 1 can crushed pineapple
  • 2 egg yolks
  • 2 Tbls flour
  • 1/2 c. sugar
  • 1/4 Tsp salt
  • 1 bag of mini marshmallows
  • small tub of cool whip
  • 8 oz. grated Longhorn cheese

Instructions

  1. Mix flour, sugar and salt in a large sauce pan then add crushed pineapple.
  2. Add 2 beaten egg yolks and cook on low heat until thick.
  3. Transfer cooked mixture to a 9 x 13 in pan and refrigerate until cold.
  4. Spread tub of cool whip over the pineapple mixture.
  5. Add a layer of marshmallows then top with cheese.

Thank you so much for sharing your story and Nancy’s recipe!

<3 Rachel and Tricia

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The Superhero’s Favorite Chili

The Superhero

By Patti Maxwell

Like everyone younger than logic, she was fearless. Flying high on wings of inexperience, she took risks most learn to avoid and tempted Fate at every turn.  She lived in a Land far from reality.  She was eternally optimistic: there was plenty of time to grow up, time to move on, time to get ready, and time to get ahead. She had, after all, all the time in the world.  There were endless Tomorrows stretched out ahead of her.  Playing fast and loose, she beat odds she didn’t even know were against her. She was invincible, indestructible, immortal.

And then one day, her Land was invaded by a Monster and his legions. They assaulted many of her givens, and caused the rest to take shelter in denial. The air became rank with fear, as the Monster’s bombs of destruction exploded first here, then there, threatening the very way of life throughout the Land. She had never thought something like that could happen to her, and she was terrified.

But the one thing she wasn’t was dumb. She quickly realized that the Monster could not be allowed to run rampant though the Land, and that he had to be stopped before everything was destroyed. Casting fear and denial aside, she dug out her best cape, always useful back in her flying days, and put it on. And she became the first Superhero the Land had known.

She fought with all her might, long and hard and desperately. There were times when she was down, wounded and tired, but she quickly got up again, took up her sword, and resumed the battle. The war raged for many months, and though she won some and lost some, she never lost her will to survive. She fought on, until one day she realized the Monster was gone. She had won.

After the war was over and the smoke had cleared, she looked around and surveyed the rubble left behind. Many parts of the Land had been ravaged. Where once there had been bounty, there was now barrenness. Structures had been flattened. Expectations had been unalterably altered.

But she knew the Land could be rebuilt, and it was. New structures were erected, looking as good as those taken down by the Monster. The seeds of new prosperity were planted, and new expectations developed.

But one unexpected outcome of the war was her realization that life in the Land was perhaps not as eternal as she had once thought. Perhaps there really wasn’t all the time in the world. Though one might suppose that this was a bad outcome, one would be wrong. After having fought and won against the evil Monster, the Land was moved closer to reality and life was made forever better. Foundations and armaments were reinforced, made stronger than before to protect against any future attacks. Social programs were put into place to prepare the Land to be more self-sufficient and successful in the future.
So while she occasionally missed the wild and free antics she’d enjoyed before the Monster came, she was happier than ever before. She had learned that, true, there were not endless Tomorrows laid out in front of her, but Today was a much better place.

She never really put away her cape after the war, though. Battered and torn though it was, she kept it nearby, just in case she might need it again. She was a Superhero, after all.

Recipe: The Superhero’s Favorite Chili

Ingredients

  • 2 lbs. ground beef
  • 1 large onion, chopped
  • 1 green pepper, chopped
  • 1 clove garlic, chopped
  • 1 (28-29) oz. can of peeled tomatoes, chopped
  • 1 Tbsp. Sugar
  • 1 tsp. basil
  • 1 tsp. celery salt
  • 1 bay leaf
  • ½ tsp. cayenne pepper (red pepper)
  • Salt & pepper to taste
  • Chili powder to taste (we use 6-7 tbls.)
  • 1 can red kidney beans
  • Sharp cheddar cheese (grated or shredded)
  • Sour cream

Instructions

  1. Brown the ground beef.. Drain and set aside.
  2. Sauté the onions, green pepper, and garlic until soft.
  3. Add the ground beef to the vegetables.
  4. Add the tomatoes, spices, sugar, salt, and pepper.
  5. Cook over low heat for several hours, stirring occasionally.
  6. Add the kidney beans one hour before serving, and adjust the seasoning.
  7. Serve with cheddar cheese and sour cream on top.

Quick Notes

* Try Del Monte “Zesty Diced Tomatoes with Chopped Jalapeno Peppers” for part of the tomatoes. It’s a good addition!

Patti, thank you so much for contributing this story about your daughter, your Superhero, and this delicious recipe <3 Rachel and Tricia

about Patti: I am a retired consultant who worked for years in documentation and training for the corporate world.  After doing all that writing for others, when I retired, I decided to write for myself.  My primary blog, which is mostly creative writing, is PattiKen and the Muses, and it contains links to my three others which feature creative non-fiction, photography and fun stuff.

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Blessings In Disguise

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Welcome to the THIRD post of the Saving Second Base project!

Today’s contributor is Kim
Read Kim’s post from last year’s Blogging For Boobs
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My Mom is my best friend and hero. Her strength continues to amaze me. I want to thank Rachel and Tricia for donating their time and blogs to help find a cure for Breast Cancer. Every single penny that goes to the Susan G Komen Foundation is a step closer to a cure. And at the end of the day I don’t want anyone else to have to watch a love one fight the ugly battle of breast cancer. ~ Kim

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I struggle finding my faith.

Breast Cancer is the catalyst to that statement.

My Mom has breast cancer.
Diagnosed with Stage 4 in January 2009.
She will not win her battle no matter how hard she fights the cancer.
Yet she fights and doesn’t stop living or laughing. Thankfully.

A few months back my Mom was told that the cancer had finally metastasized to her bones. Scans showed that it was in her neck and spine and that she needed to start chemotherapy immediately.

I sat across from her Doctor asking him questions like “how come none of her prior tests picked up on the growth?” His answer was “it is baffling why one scan shows the growth and another does not but as a precaution she needs to start chemo tomorrow to slow the process”.

He did not give her a time frame on how long she had, just that once it metastasizes to the bones is very painful but they will do all they can to keep her comfortable. Then I heard a ton of blah, blah blah as he explained that the new chemo drugs and the plan of action they would take.

My Mom walked out of the office with a great poker face. I was mad as hell inside. I cried. I cried until my body was dehydrated of tears.

My sisters and I knew that we would not have much more time. We knew the chemo would destroy the fight she still has in her.

The very next day I drove my Mom to her first round of chemo treatments. We walked in and my Mom chose a chair. A random reclining chair that was one of many outlining the parameter of the room. She didn’t want to be in front of the TV. Said it annoyed her. I didn’t care. It took all of me not to cry every time I looked at her. I wanted to run and hide like a toddler.

My Mom knew everyone of the nurses in the chemo area. One nurse actually said “No, not you again”. They both laughed uncomfortably at the statement.

It took an hour for the poison to be administered. In that time we read the brochure on the drug Abraxane. I analyzed the side effects over and over. It is supposed to be a less abrasive chemo drug. “Slows the process, blah blah blah”

I don’t remember driving her home. Or myself. I was so far in my head I suppose.

The very next day her doctor called her. And then she called me. And then I yelled at her.

I yelled at my Mom for not wanting to sue the asses off her doctors.

“We read the reports wrong, it was not cancer growth we saw, it is bone growth”.

Read that again.
Yes, this really did happen to her.

My Moms doctors poisoned her for no reason.
They read the report wrong and apparently is happens all the time.
Her doctor really did say that to her.

15 days later my Mom lost all of her hair.
And now she is back to popping a “band-aid” pill to help slow the process of the cancer. She doesn’t want to sue because she doesn’t want to put any energy she has into fighting that battle. She wants to focus on living her life for her, her kids and her grand kids.

My Mom keeps fighting. Thankfully.

I struggle finding my faith.
But I see the lining of this blessing .

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Kim says: “It was typically a rainy day when my Mom would make these. My sisters and I would eat them from the second they came out of the oven.  We would actually fight if one ate more than another did.  They even taste incredible cold!!  This is one recipe that will forever be dear to my heart because my Mom always knew that when she made these we would all beg for her to save some!!”

Recipe: BarBa Cups

Ingredients

  • 1 pound hamburger
  • 1/2 cup BBQ sauce
  • 1/2 cup onion, diced
  • 3 Tbsp brown sugar
  • 1 tube (8-10) refrigerated biscuits (My Mom Uses Pillsbury Grands)
  • 1/2 cup shredded cheddar cheese

Instructions

  1. Pre-heat oven to 400 degrees.
  2. Brown hamburger, drain.
  3. Mix meat with sauce, onion, and sugar.
  4. Place dough into ungreased muffin tin sections, pressing to cover bottom and shaping to sides.
  5. Spoon meat mixture into each dough filled cup.
  6. Sprinkle cheese on top.
  7. Bake for 13-15 minutes.
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Thank you, so much, Kim <3
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Want to know how you can help? or be a part of this project?

  • Tricia and I have created a facebook page: Saving Second Base Please “like” us and help spread the word!
  • We’re on TWITTER!!! @Savng2ndBase (i know it’s missing an i but someone already HAS saving2ndbase and isn’t using it :-{ ) Follow us and spread the word!
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  • Send us your story and recipe: one that reminds you of/celebrates someone who has fought with, is living with, is kicking cancer’s ass, has lost the fight…. send a story, a recipe, a blurb with recipe, a memory with recipe, a tribute with recipe… and pictures.. a picture of the person.. a picture of the recipe (preferably both) but either works. Please send this to: Breastcancerebook@gmail.com and we’ll send you the release to sign and love you forever and ever and ever ;-)
  • We’re going to post at least one recipe and story every. single. day in October on A Southern Fairytale and on Once A Month Mom and then we’ll compile all the stories and recipes into an e-book that can be purchased and EVERY SINGLE SOLITARY cent will be donated to the Susan G Komen Foundation. (Tricia and I are not taking a single solitary cent for any of this)
  • Tweet with #saving2ndbase
  • Let’s help kick cancer’s ass and save those ta ta’s!

    And remember y’all… Save a Life, Grope Your Wife :-)

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