jene2009-02-16 12:59:42回复悄悄话
Borrow your home post it here, hope you do not mind. Thanks in advance for your kindness. If you could translated into Chinese,it would be much appreciated.
Bottled
water in your car is
very
dangerous.
This is how Sheryl Crow
got breast cancer. She was on the Ellen show and said this same exact thing. This has been
identified as the most common cause of the high levels in breast cancer.
The Doctor told her: women should not drink bottled water that has been left in a car. He said that the heat and the plastic of the bottle have certain chemicals that can lead to breast cancer . So please be careful and do not drink bottled water that has been left in a car, and, pass this on to all the women in your life.
This information is the
kind we need to know and be aware of, that just might save us! The heat causes toxins from the plastic to leak into the water and they have found these toxins in breast tissue.
Use a stainless steel canteen or a glass bottle when you can!
LET EVERYONE WHO HAS A WIFE /GIRLFRIEND / DAUGHTER KNOW
PLEASE.
This information is being circulated at Walter Reed Army Medical Center as well.
No
plastic containers in microwave.
No
water bottles in freezer
No
plastic wrap in microwave.
A dioxin chemical causes cancer, especially breast cancer.
Dioxins are highly poisonous to the cells of our bodies. Don't
freeze your plastic bottles with water in them as this releases dioxins from the plastic.
Recently, Edward Fujimoto, Wellness Program Manager at Castle Hospital ,was on a TV program to explain this health hazard. He talked about dioxins and how bad they are for us.
He said that we should not be heating our food in the microwave using plastic containers...This especially applies to foods that contain fat. He said that the combination of fat, high heat, and plastics releases dioxins into the food and ultimately into the cells of the body... Instead, he recommends using glass, such as Corning Ware, Pyrex or ceramic containers for heating food.. You get the same results, only without the dioxin.
So such things as TV dinners, instant ramen and soups, etc., should be removed from the container and heated in something else.
Paper isn't bad but you don't know what is in the paper. It's
just safer to use tempered glass, Corning Ware, etc.
He reminded us that a while ago some of the fast food
restaurants moved away from the foam containers to paper. The dioxin problem is one of the reasons...Also, he
pointed out that plastic wrap, such as Saran, is just as
dangerous when placed over foods to be cooked in the microwave. As the food is nuked, the high heat causes poisonous toxins to actually melt out of the plastic wrap and drip into the food. Cover food with a paper towel instead.
This is an article that should be sent to anyone important in your life!
果果儿2009-02-14 16:19:50回复悄悄话
回复泉水的评论:
Love is never lost. If not reciprocated, it will flow back and soften and purify the heart. - Washington Irving
－－灰常灰常喜欢这句话。谢谢分享。搞半天你懂英文啊，被你忽悠了。：）
泉水2009-02-14 11:42:14回复悄悄话
Excellent – a great love story.
After a great party yesterday, now we start a new chapter: Love + Hope = Life.
It is a love story finally.
Everyone feel it personally.
Every one of us lives in different situations.
We must never lose infinite hope.
Listen to the small voice in your heart.
Consider how to make hope into a reality.
Love is never lost. If not reciprocated, it will flow back and soften and purify the heart. - Washington Irving
Again, consider how to make hope into a reality ?!
果果儿2009-02-14 09:49:29回复悄悄话
祝愿大家过一个hot and steamy (热情）的情人节：
情人节晚餐：
Love Bites: A Valentine's Dinner
NPR.org, February 11, 2009 · Is there really a "food of love"? Music has been called that. Power, said Henry Kissinger, is the ultimate aphrodisiac. Wealth, while we're being honest, has stirred the loins since long before diamonds became a girl's best friend. In our house, the ultimate aphrodisiac — a rare one — is getting a babysitter.
Let's propose, however, that the food of love is actually food.
Foodstuffs that actually increase sexual desire are limited to a debatable few, and you wouldn't necessarily want to eat them. Apart from maybe yohimbe (a West African evergreen) and Spanish fly (a toxic beetle) — neither of which would succeed on a plate — the only actual aphrodisiacs come in pill form. (Note: Viagra will keep roses from wilting. True fact.) Pay no attention to the erotomaniac bloggers who swear by the zinc in oysters and the capsaicin in chili peppers. Forget the rhino horns.
Still, every year about this time, we spend ourselves silly on caviar, champagne and chocolate; oysters, lobsters and truffles. Despite having zero secret sex-crazed chemical power, they work. Aphrodisiacs are a lie — but a lie that has its cake and eats it, too.
Edible aphrodisiacs may do nothing for the body, but they sure do work on the mind. After all, it's said the brain is the biggest sex organ.
Curvaceous, smooth-skinned pears? Firm, scented bananas? Ripe figs dripping with sweet juice? Under the right circumstances, it doesn't take more than a well-endowed fruit basket to awaken the coiled snake of lust.
But let's cast how and why aside for the moment and just accept that so-called aphrodisiac foods do what they're supposed to do. A realm of suggestive ingredients, historically guaranteed to drive humans to the very limits of need, hovers within reach.
I have a couple of suggestions to help narrow the options.
First, don't choose anything that demands conversation-stopping skill to disassemble. Whole lobsters — along with that unrivaled buzz kill, the lobster bib — are out. The most unintentionally unromantic dinner I've ever had starred a 5-inch-thick Chateaubriand steak, to "share." One plate, two sharp knives? Bad idea. My memory of that meal, and whoever it was I shared it with, has been reduced to a haze of speed and strategy.
Second, if at all possible, make most of it ahead of time. Because while we may question whether any given food really is an aphrodisiac, I can promise you that sweating over the stove for two hours in a soiled apron definitely is not.
With this in mind, I offer some options drawn from a promiscuous multitude.
Asparagus. Early botanists swore by the "doctrine of signatures," the idea that useful plants looked like the body parts they were purported to enhance. Seducers then and now have embraced the unapologetically phallic asparagus, particularly since the U.S. Vegetarian Society reportedly recommended eating it for three days "for the most powerful effect." Best of all, there's no need to go crazy preparing it. Steam gently and serve bare, or with a thin negligee of first-rate olive oil.
Morel risotto cake. Morel mushrooms, with their spongy, tapered caps, enjoy the same notoriety as asparagus, for much the same reason. You could just make a bed of risotto for asparagus and fish. But if you make the risotto a day ahead and chill a couple of palm-sized rounds, all you have to do is sear them on the day, which leaves you with a pair of dangerously idle hands.
Roasted monkfish. Yes, monkfish. The ugliest delicacy in the sea is also called "poor man's lobster." Its thick, succulent "loins" (actually tail meat) have a buttery sweetness that delivers all the luxe of the lobster with a fraction of the fuss. You do have to remove the loin's pearly membrane before cooking it, which may make you blush.
Fresh fig tart. If this meal seems excessively male oriented, fear not. For its sweetness, its shape, its juiciness, its wanton, seed-strewn advertisement of the reproductive motive, the fig has been a totem of female sexuality for centuries. In concentric cross section, it makes a tantalizing, glistening mosaic of a tart. Whether you will be able to stop looking at it — and what you will do when you stop — are open questions: Does he? Doesn't he? Will she? Won't she?
However, as surely as the ripened, reddened mango plunges from the tree, likelihood eventually tumbles into certainty. The engines of thought break free from the harness of protocol: The dishes are forgotten, the table abandoned.
If you're the kind of person who has to have a love potion, there's always this medieval recipe: dried, powdered stag penis mixed with black pepper in a dose of Madeira.
If you prefer culinary sorcery to the conventional sort, enjoy a more delectable table for two — fired by the suspicion that someone has devoted restless nights planning to drive you mad with desire. Now that — and maybe a fruit basket — ought to leave anyone weak at the knees.
Bottled
water in your car is
very
dangerous.
This is how Sheryl Crow
got breast cancer. She was on the Ellen show and said this same exact thing. This has been
identified as the most common cause of the high levels in breast cancer.
The Doctor told her: women should not drink bottled water that has been left in a car. He said that the heat and the plastic of the bottle have certain chemicals that can lead to breast cancer . So please be careful and do not drink bottled water that has been left in a car, and, pass this on to all the women in your life.
This information is the
kind we need to know and be aware of, that just might save us! The heat causes toxins from the plastic to leak into the water and they have found these toxins in breast tissue.
Use a stainless steel canteen or a glass bottle when you can!
LET EVERYONE WHO HAS A WIFE /GIRLFRIEND / DAUGHTER KNOW
PLEASE.
This information is being circulated at Walter Reed Army Medical Center as well.
No
plastic containers in microwave.
No
water bottles in freezer
No
plastic wrap in microwave.
A dioxin chemical causes cancer, especially breast cancer.
Dioxins are highly poisonous to the cells of our bodies. Don't
freeze your plastic bottles with water in them as this releases dioxins from the plastic.
Recently, Edward Fujimoto, Wellness Program Manager at Castle Hospital ,was on a TV program to explain this health hazard. He talked about dioxins and how bad they are for us.
He said that we should not be heating our food in the microwave using plastic containers...This especially applies to foods that contain fat. He said that the combination of fat, high heat, and plastics releases dioxins into the food and ultimately into the cells of the body... Instead, he recommends using glass, such as Corning Ware, Pyrex or ceramic containers for heating food.. You get the same results, only without the dioxin.
So such things as TV dinners, instant ramen and soups, etc., should be removed from the container and heated in something else.
Paper isn't bad but you don't know what is in the paper. It's
just safer to use tempered glass, Corning Ware, etc.
He reminded us that a while ago some of the fast food
restaurants moved away from the foam containers to paper. The dioxin problem is one of the reasons...Also, he
pointed out that plastic wrap, such as Saran, is just as
dangerous when placed over foods to be cooked in the microwave. As the food is nuked, the high heat causes poisonous toxins to actually melt out of the plastic wrap and drip into the food. Cover food with a paper towel instead.
This is an article that should be sent to anyone important in your life!
谢了。
罢了有先天优势、裘老大有理论优势，你再蛮干也不行。
泉儿智慧，给你出个主意。你看裘老大的爱情学博士论文已经进入第二章了，那你是不是也考虑考虑写个经济学的? 不过思路要创新，先从国际的写起，最后写到自己。别看经济学现在是冬天，开春就热门了。
常言道：家有黄金万两，任风儿吹起海浪，看MM们爱你那个没商量，风儿啊瞪眼心凉，无奈忙着天天记账，夜夜忙到天亮。
——也不知道风儿会不会怪罪俺醒的太早。
人有悲欢离合，月有阴晴圆缺，此事古难全。俺看你是一宿没睡吧？
"罢了兄为情人节勇于献身的精神要特别表扬！这是一种什么精神？这是一种国际主义精神！代表的是一种雄起的美男子的精神，也就是见光不死的精神，电死的都是盯着屏幕看的人。"
既然你那么赞赏这种大无畏的精神，就要拿出点实际行动来，让全世界人民看看你的真诚。别让大家等太久哈，时间94生命，别浪费我们美好的青春。
"也不知道风儿会不会怪罪俺醒的太早。"
你老醒得早醒得晚跟风儿18杠子也打不着。 你得去问你们家河儿。
看完罢了全家，俺也说点体会：俺就一辈子安心当土匪好了。不当土匪，跟罢了抢MM的事一点没戏。当然，这要征求姑奶奶们的意见。
——如果你是山花，美就是骄阳，催你如炽般地怒放；
如果你是白帆，美就是海风，鼓舞你不懈地前航。
如果美是雨水，你就是山溪，载清泉盈流；
如果美是火苗，你就是燃炬，让烈焰更旺。
依俺看，晨醉就是美的化身。诗美人更美。
——我们大家都爱你！衷心祝你情人节快乐！
欢迎思路花雨，我们大家也爱你！——俺代表罢了兄致欢迎词，他这几天太忙，正忙着处理邮件。邮箱都打爆好几个了。
看完罢了全家，俺也说点体会：俺就一辈子安心做长工，不仅自己做，子子孙孙都要做。当然，这要征求无敌的意见。
"罢了年轻时的照片上的气质和陈坤有些象的说。两人都是浓眉大眼，却很有一份阴柔之气。一看就是好孩子的样子。"
陈坤啊？那个娘娘腔？咱们的标准是kevin costner型的。
ZT: 陈坤太过阴柔， 和罢了兄没什么可比性。另外罢了兄比他不知阳光， 大气多少。
--气质上有些象，又不是说一模一样。同意“罢了兄比他不知阳光， 大气多少。”的说法。
嘿！长工和沙少爷哪里去了？不会是重色轻友吧。
回复小河：是纯种。哈哈哈。。。
"许文强"
比较同意晴儿的。
"罢了年轻时的照片上的气质和陈坤有些象的说。两人都是浓眉大眼，却很有一份阴柔之气"
不会吧!
陈坤太过阴柔， 和罢了兄没什么可比性。另外罢了兄比他不知阳光， 大气多少。
哈陈坤的妹妹对不起了。 其实我也挺喜欢陈坤的戏， 比如《理发师》。
罢了兄一家都是美人儿, 罢了兄果然有许文强的风采. 有些好奇, 你祖上是不是混血儿啊?
"示范了好男人测验中的规定动作，望来俺博的男人多多练习"
你确定你今天没喝多？
"罢了，既然你说过你贴过近照，能不能再贴一次给大家看看？"
你还需要贴照片啊？ 你一天到晚的还没看烦吗？
是吗？照片和我想像的年轻时的罢了很相近的说。照片看起来就是心地善良，怜香惜玉，诗情画意的。罢了，既然你说过你贴过近照，能不能再贴一次给大家看看？
这个青少年和咱们心目中的那位饱经沧桑，满腹经纶的罢了哥南辕北辙。 难怪人们说见光s呢。太令人失望了。 我们要看系着花围裙做芹菜豆干肉丝的罢了哥。把这小p孩送高中念书去。
Love is never lost. If not reciprocated, it will flow back and soften and purify the heart. - Washington Irving
－－灰常灰常喜欢这句话。谢谢分享。搞半天你懂英文啊，被你忽悠了。：）
博爱专情好。知错就改也好。如果一次错都不犯那更是完美。人无完人吧。听起来你妻子还可能知道你犯错的事。有天看到一篇文章说有时候红（蓝）杏出墙还更能巩固夫妻关系。有时候夫妻做久了，皮了，忘了谁其实都离不开谁这回事了，如果这时有一方出出墙反而提醒了家里那个人对自己的重要。
墙里的人听好了，不是鼓励出墙啊。只是在重复一专业人士调查结果而已。
想听追老婆那会儿的故事。
想听被情人追那会儿的故事。：）
做了三个小时的家务，得歇一会儿去了。回见！
泉水MM， 一看到“红酒”， 我脑子里就跳出“一醉方休”。 但紧接着就看到“静静地品尝，静静地欣赏” :)
有浪漫的情诗、鲜红的玫瑰、美妙的音乐、热烈的情歌、甜蜜的吻、心型的蛋糕、樱桃酒心巧克力、盛开的迎春花，还有《爱的誓言》。
看看还需要什么？准备好了，俺开瓶了啊，俺今天新买的波尔多红酒。大家可以静静地品尝，静静地欣赏。
罢了＝活脱脱宝哥哥
http://www.1ting.com/player/72/player_57652.html
我坚信
爱可以传递与蔓延
爱可以连接世界任何一端
爱可以让你感受到我的关怀
爱可让你听见彼此灵魂的呼唤
爱可以让生活留下少一些遗憾
爱可以化孤单寂寞为感动温暖
爱可以让一切的一切成为永远
让我们伸出爱的手，紧握住那一端quinster的手,将我们身上所有爱的温暖与关怀，传递给他。quinster，我们的好兄弟，我们会坚定地站在你的身旁，与你一起去面对生命中所有的未知与挑战。这就是2009年情人节，我们《爱的誓言》！！！
罢了兄， 这可是份儿大礼啊！ 以后街上遇到， 就不会错过啦 ：）
一家子全漂亮 （or 帅）， 站在那里， 那里发光 ：）
大家叫你QQ，我也跟着这么叫，并不知其所以然，没叫错吧？
我是文学城的新客，今日看了你的好多篇帖子。你的精美的照片，精炼的文字，天才的美感和坚强的精神让我叹为观止！你这一帖中的几句诗也写得太好了！借你的格式，我也写几句我看了你的作品后的感觉，不怕见笑:
如果你是山花，美就是骄阳，催你如炽般地怒放；
如果你是白帆，美就是海风，鼓舞你不懈地前航。
如果美是雨水，你就是山溪，载清泉盈流；
如果美是火苗，你就是燃炬，让烈焰更旺。
祝你一切安好！
quinster,我们大家都爱你！衷心祝你情人节快乐！
算是批准小河妹妹的申请，也算是送给大家情人节的一份礼物，我把我和太太年轻时的照片还有孩子们的照片放在我博克档案里，这些照片我以前都放过，我们的近照也放过，后来拿掉了。现在再次拿出来献献丑。大家不要笑啊，我怕难为情。哈哈哈哈。。。嘎嘎嘎嘎嘎。。。
After a great party yesterday, now we start a new chapter: Love + Hope = Life.
It is a love story finally.
Everyone feel it personally.
Every one of us lives in different situations.
We must never lose infinite hope.
Listen to the small voice in your heart.
Consider how to make hope into a reality.
Love is never lost. If not reciprocated, it will flow back and soften and purify the heart. - Washington Irving
Again, consider how to make hope into a reality ?!
也许人生于你
总有或近或远的彷徨
请不要因为悲伤
就以为前途黯淡无光
也许命运于你
总有或深或浅的迷惘
请不要因为创伤
就放弃心中的梦想
让一切彷徨都来吧
风云再强
也遮不住阳光万丈
因为有爱就爱希望
让一切迷惘都来吧
风雪再强
也挡不住梅花绽放
因为有爱就有希望
情人节晚餐：
Love Bites: A Valentine's Dinner
NPR.org, February 11, 2009 · Is there really a "food of love"? Music has been called that. Power, said Henry Kissinger, is the ultimate aphrodisiac. Wealth, while we're being honest, has stirred the loins since long before diamonds became a girl's best friend. In our house, the ultimate aphrodisiac — a rare one — is getting a babysitter.
Let's propose, however, that the food of love is actually food.
Foodstuffs that actually increase sexual desire are limited to a debatable few, and you wouldn't necessarily want to eat them. Apart from maybe yohimbe (a West African evergreen) and Spanish fly (a toxic beetle) — neither of which would succeed on a plate — the only actual aphrodisiacs come in pill form. (Note: Viagra will keep roses from wilting. True fact.) Pay no attention to the erotomaniac bloggers who swear by the zinc in oysters and the capsaicin in chili peppers. Forget the rhino horns.
Still, every year about this time, we spend ourselves silly on caviar, champagne and chocolate; oysters, lobsters and truffles. Despite having zero secret sex-crazed chemical power, they work. Aphrodisiacs are a lie — but a lie that has its cake and eats it, too.
Edible aphrodisiacs may do nothing for the body, but they sure do work on the mind. After all, it's said the brain is the biggest sex organ.
Curvaceous, smooth-skinned pears? Firm, scented bananas? Ripe figs dripping with sweet juice? Under the right circumstances, it doesn't take more than a well-endowed fruit basket to awaken the coiled snake of lust.
But let's cast how and why aside for the moment and just accept that so-called aphrodisiac foods do what they're supposed to do. A realm of suggestive ingredients, historically guaranteed to drive humans to the very limits of need, hovers within reach.
I have a couple of suggestions to help narrow the options.
First, don't choose anything that demands conversation-stopping skill to disassemble. Whole lobsters — along with that unrivaled buzz kill, the lobster bib — are out. The most unintentionally unromantic dinner I've ever had starred a 5-inch-thick Chateaubriand steak, to "share." One plate, two sharp knives? Bad idea. My memory of that meal, and whoever it was I shared it with, has been reduced to a haze of speed and strategy.
Second, if at all possible, make most of it ahead of time. Because while we may question whether any given food really is an aphrodisiac, I can promise you that sweating over the stove for two hours in a soiled apron definitely is not.
With this in mind, I offer some options drawn from a promiscuous multitude.
Asparagus. Early botanists swore by the "doctrine of signatures," the idea that useful plants looked like the body parts they were purported to enhance. Seducers then and now have embraced the unapologetically phallic asparagus, particularly since the U.S. Vegetarian Society reportedly recommended eating it for three days "for the most powerful effect." Best of all, there's no need to go crazy preparing it. Steam gently and serve bare, or with a thin negligee of first-rate olive oil.
Morel risotto cake. Morel mushrooms, with their spongy, tapered caps, enjoy the same notoriety as asparagus, for much the same reason. You could just make a bed of risotto for asparagus and fish. But if you make the risotto a day ahead and chill a couple of palm-sized rounds, all you have to do is sear them on the day, which leaves you with a pair of dangerously idle hands.
Roasted monkfish. Yes, monkfish. The ugliest delicacy in the sea is also called "poor man's lobster." Its thick, succulent "loins" (actually tail meat) have a buttery sweetness that delivers all the luxe of the lobster with a fraction of the fuss. You do have to remove the loin's pearly membrane before cooking it, which may make you blush.
Fresh fig tart. If this meal seems excessively male oriented, fear not. For its sweetness, its shape, its juiciness, its wanton, seed-strewn advertisement of the reproductive motive, the fig has been a totem of female sexuality for centuries. In concentric cross section, it makes a tantalizing, glistening mosaic of a tart. Whether you will be able to stop looking at it — and what you will do when you stop — are open questions: Does he? Doesn't he? Will she? Won't she?
However, as surely as the ripened, reddened mango plunges from the tree, likelihood eventually tumbles into certainty. The engines of thought break free from the harness of protocol: The dishes are forgotten, the table abandoned.
If you're the kind of person who has to have a love potion, there's always this medieval recipe: dried, powdered stag penis mixed with black pepper in a dose of Madeira.
If you prefer culinary sorcery to the conventional sort, enjoy a more delectable table for two — fired by the suspicion that someone has devoted restless nights planning to drive you mad with desire. Now that — and maybe a fruit basket — ought to leave anyone weak at the knees.
刚刚接了个电话， 刚通话时， 还以为是你打来祝我情人节快乐呢 ：）
“小河， 你跟老流还有希望么？要不看在情人节的份上， 跟他梦一把？”
唉， 看来我又自作多情一把 ：（
左想右想， 我最好的去处还是留在厨房， 做些力所能及的事儿。 把我对大家的牵挂体现在蒸出一笼又一笼白白胖胖的大包子上。 你们吃的高兴， 我甜在心里 ：）
老裘， 怎么没见你家无敌？是不是忘了买玫瑰， 气得又回Caribbean去了？
顺便问一句：小河， 你跟老流还有希望么？要不看在情人节的份上， 跟他梦一把？
QQ。 情人节快乐！按照老裘的定义： 情人就是有情有义之人， 我代表Q园所有MM对你说一声：我们都是你的情人！
QQ 说的太好了， “有爱就有希望”！
通过网络， 认识 QQ 和QQ家中的众兄弟姐妹， 真是三生有幸！
再祝大家情人节快乐！