As you probably know, Valentine’s Day is right around the corner. If you didn’t remember it was just around the corner, than you’re welcome for the reminder. While I’m in the business of doing you favors, I’m going to go ahead and do you one more
There was only one winner this past Sunday. It looked like the game was going to be a blow out for the Baltimore Ravens, that is until the power went out. The Ravens seemed to fall asleep when the stadium went dark.
I love baking, but don’t always have time to make things from scratch. My kids have dessert or a baked good of some sort almost every day. But with my kids getting older and playing sports and all the other after school activities that they are involved in, I don’t have as much time to bake as I would like. So, when I can find a way to make my life a little easier, I do it. I ran across this recipe on Pinterest the other day and couldn’t wait to try it. It’s easy enough that my boys can make it by themselves too.
The long and short of it is yes. Cats are the worst kind of killers – serial killers. They kill over and over and usually with the same M.O. According to a report put together by scientists from the Smithsonian Conservation Biology Institute and the Fish and Wildlife Service, it was estimated that cats in the United States (both domestic and feral) kill 2.4 billion birds and 12.3 billion mammals a year.
This soup is called potato pig, because I use either ham or bacon when I make this soup. All the boys in my family love both, but I definitely prefer ham. There is nothing quite like hot potato soup on a cold Montana day. It’s creamy and hearty. This is a super simple recipe. If you wanted to make it even simpler, you could always prep the potatoes and onions the night before then all you have to do is throw everything in the crockpot in the morning before work. This would save you at least 20 minutes in the morning. I don’t have a lot of spare time in the mornings, so this makes it way more convenient.
Being a female my entire life, I have never really understood what goes on in the minds of males. I have gained a little understanding having to live with five males, but I’m afraid I may never really grasp the strange things that testosterone makes them do. I sit back and watch my boys always try to one up each other. If one jumps off the bottom two steps, the next one wants to jump down five steps, and the last one wants to jump down the whole flight. There is no end to always trying to out-do each other.
I’m sorry to inform you that this list is going to be rather short, as the fish naturally have limited real flies to choose from this time of year. This means, we don’t have very many tied flies that will work in the winter
Hockey is known for being a rough sport. It is the definition of full contact. I don’t think I’ve ever met a hockey player who had all his teeth. Hockey players are notorious for getting in fights and getting injured. So, I’ve dug up a list of professional hockey players, who sustained injuries off the ice, instead of on.
After reading through this recipe, you may wonder why it is called Apple Betty Barrie, instead of an Apple Brown Betty. This is because my grandma’s name is Betty Barrie, and I thought it would be awesome to name a delicious dessert after her, so here it is. Sweet and tart, just like my grandma. This is one of my favorite crockpot desserts. It is super simple and super delicious. I hope you love it as much as I love my grandma.
I have never been a big wing fan. They are too messy for me. However, my boys, including my husband, absolutely love them. So, because I love my family, I make wings every couple weeks. I must admit that this recipe will only feed about two people, so I usually have to double or triple it to feed all six of us. This is by far my boys’ favorite dinner. I usually like to serve these wings with steamed veggies and some form of potato, like mashed or baked.
I have a confession to make. I detested fishing as a child. I spent more time untangling my line, than I did with it in the water. I hated baiting my hook, unless I got to use colored marshmallows. I remember my brothers spending hours digging up night crawlers to use for bait. I would scream if I had to string one of those slimy buggers on my hook. Just thinking about it makes me a little nauseous. However, since meeting my husband, I have learned to love fishing. You see, my husband was a fly fishing guide for a local outfitter and he taught me to fly fish.
Place your bets folks, the Ravens will win the Super Bowl. You might think it’s crazy to take a camel’s word for it, but this camel has a pretty impressive record when it comes to predicting Super Bowl winners. This camel is 6 and 1 at picking the winner for the biggest game in football over the past seven years.
It appears that you already have an account created within our VIP network of sites on . To keep your points and personal information safe, we need to verify that it's really you. To activate your account, please confirm your password. When you have confirmed your password, you will be able to log in through Facebook on both sites.
*Please note that your points, prizes and activities will not be shared between programs within our VIP network.
Welcome back to 96.3 The Blaze
It appears that you already have an account on this site associated with . To connect your existing account with your Facebook account, just click on the account activation button below. You will maintain your existing profile and VIP program points. After you do this, you will be able to always log in to http://963theblaze.com using your Facebook account.