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  • My You Gotta Love'em Banana Dessert Makes: 6 to 10 servings Total Time: 4 hr 15 min by: mkgtweety

    if u love bananas and tiramisu u'll love this this 1!!!! it's like a banana tiramisu!!!!

  • "Dirt" Trifle Makes: 6 to 10 servings Total Time: 1 hour 20 minutes by: mkgtweety

    i love "dirt" thought it would cook 2 make it in2 a trifle!!!! also great 4 a kids birthday party instead of cake!!!!!

  • No Bake Lemon Meringue Pie Makes: 10 servings, 1 slice each by: mkgtweety

    Here's easier and faster way 2 make lemon meringue pie that's no-bake and still kinda taste like the real thing.

  • Chocolate No Bake Cheesecake Pie Makes: 10 servings, 1 slice each by: mkgtweety

    if u love chocolate cheesecake but hate all the work it takes 2 make 1 here a easier and better kind!!!!!!

  • Lemony Cheesecake Pie Makes: 10 servings, 1 slice each by: mkgtweety

    If u love cheesecake but hate all the time it takes 2 make here a simple and easy way and it takes half the time then reg. cheesecake!!!

  • A Story About My Cats: Ellie May {Feb. 14, 93 - Jan. 20, 2011} & Midnite {July 4, 200 - Presnet} and How to deal w/ a death of a pet to children!!!!!!!

    <p> This is a story 'bout 2 cats Ellie May and Midnite!!!! and How 2 deal w/ the death of a pet w/ children!!!!! <br> The pics above r sorta what my 2 cats look like!!!!! I work w/ children birth 2 12 years old cuz I have vo-tech training in child care!!!!! I have taken the training all 4 years I went 2 high school!!!! also I have work w/ <br> children 4 14 years now!!!!!! i know what I'm talking 'bout on this subject!!!!!!! At the of the story there's a question that u guys out there can help me w/!!!!! thanx 4 reading!!!!!! <br> <br> When talking 2 ur young child or children 'bout the death of the family pet here's sumthings 2 keep in mind: <br> <br> 1. Be honest w/ the child or children from the start. Otherwise, they'll b so confused 'bout the death and <br> dying of the family pet. <br> <br> 2. Talk 2 ur child or children w/ just u the parent[s] and the child or children in a quiet room w/ no tv on stuff <br> like that so the child or children have ur complete attention. {u could do it in bedroom, den, the living room, <br> or outside on the porch or backyard.} Tell them y the family pet has 2 b put down. Like, "We don't want the dog/cat 2 b in pain or suffering nemore so, we r putting down the dog/cat so it's not in pain nemore. The dog/cat will b in doggie/cat heaven where the dog/cat will b happy and b in better place and meet all kind of other dogs/cats 2 play w/ and make sum new friends as well." <br> <br> 3. Tell ur child or children that it's ok 2 cry over the family pet. It's important 4 ur child or chldren 2 learn <br> what grief is and 2 think of all of the fun times they had w/ the family pet. <br> <br> 4. Ur child or children could have a nice proper burial of the family pet. Like pick a nice spot 2 buried the family pet and have a funeral so ur family pet will always b remebered in ur hearts. After the funeral u could <br> make a nice plaque 4 ur pet like a head stone. If u go 2: personalcreations.com u'll c in their pet section <br> their pet head stones 4 like $25 w/ ur pet's name and dates on it. <br> <br> 5. Last but not least when the ur child, children, or family is ready 2 get a new pet just remeber that ur <br> old family pet is NEVER EVER 4gotten!!!!! Ur old pet would want 2 move and loooooooooove another pet <br> just like u did ur old pet!!!!! When picking a new pet just remeber that new puppy or dog needs TLC and <br> how the new pet will b loooooooved by it's new owners/family!!!!!! <br> <br> OK On2 my story!!!!!! Hope u like it!!!!! Please free 2 help me out w/ the question at the end!!!! Hope the tips <br> I have provied will help make it esier 4 u 2 talk 2 ur child or children 'bout the death of a pet!!!!! <br> <br> When I was nine-and-a-half, ten years old, and in the third grade in the spring of "93" is when I got my pet first real cat, Ellie May. We got her from some friends we knew of at the time-their cat had a litter of kitties and I got one of them. My Ellie was black all over, white tummy, four white paws, and white whiskers-the purrrrrrrrfect tuxedo-looking kitty! I was the happiest little girl in the whole world at the time cause I had a <br> little kitty all to myself. My mom and dad chose to name her Ellie May after Ellie May Clampett from the Hillbillies! They asked how I would like the name and I said, "OMG! I love it! I think my new kitty will love <br> it as well." The day I brought her home, I put her in the kitchen and used the string from the little yellow <br> yo-yo I had for her to play with. She tried to bat at it as best her kitty self could. I was laughing and all <br> smiles because I had a kitty all to myself. My mom asked me how I liked my new kitty and I was like, <br> "I love her, Mommy! She's great!" The next day I went to school and was like, "I got a kitty, I got a kitty, <br> I got a kitty, I got a kitty …" and my teacher was like, "Wow, you got a kitty-how nice! What does she <br> look like?" So I told her all about my new kitty. Then I found out from her vet (her vet is my cousin on my dad's side. My cousin's mother has a brother who is my grandpa. Also, my grandpa has another brother) <br> that she was pure-bred American short-hair cat (defined by pointy ears and short fur on their bodies) and <br> that she's very healthy. My cat never missed any vet appointments. I remember coming home from school one time and she's lying on the kitchen rug with a purple bandage on her paw cause they had to draw <br> blood. We gave Ellie May a heart-shaped nameplate for her collar because she was born on Valentine's <br> Day. How cute is that? </p> <p> When Ellie May was the right age, she was neutered and de-clawed. (We didn't want her to have her own kitties and we didn't want her to be taring up the furniture and be giving the family scratches galore.) So fast-forward seven years later, when we find a little all black kitty on my porch in one of my dad's work boots. My family kept hearing something meowing from the boot (it was fall when we found it). We were so worried about the kitty, we took her some dry food and water. The kitty would follow me in the yard and stuff like that. Then one night, we were taking the garage out when the same cat came up to us like "Hi there!" We got the hose and squirted her off our yard but then she comes up to us like, "What'd you do that for?" After that, we took the kitty to our vet's place (my cousin, who is a vet!) and he said, after giving the kitty a check up, that the kitty was a girl who was healthy, about four months old (he figured that she was born in July so we came up with the 4th of July) and an American short-hair breed (like my Ellie May). Our vet said, "I can keep her here a week to see if anybody wants it but after that, I have to, you know …" We were like, "Ok fine!" A week goes by, when we get a call from the vet, who told us, "A lady came in wanting the kitten but then brought her back because she changed her mind." He said to us that we'd have to take the cat or he'd ... you know.... So my parents were like, "Do we want another cat? We have Ellie May; will it get along with her?" So in the end we got the cat and named her Midnite or "Middy" for short sometimes! And we got her a star-shaped nameplate for her collar because she was born on the 4th of July and she will be eleven years old on the July 4, 2011. Also, when Midnite was at the right age, she was neutered and de-clawed too. (Again, we didn't want her to have her own kitties and we didn't want her to be tearing up the furniture and giving the family scratches galore.) She's a great cat. Ellie May didn't like her (like she would hiss at her when she got to close to her stuff like that) but Midnite loved her!!!!!!! Flash forward to August of 2010 when we noticed something growing on Ellie May's neck. We called her vet (my cousin the vet again.) And he told he would like to see her in the office. So we took her to the vet's and the vet told us that they are tumors. (He said in cats they are trouble but in dogs not so much.) And that he can't take them off but because of her age (she is seventeen and a half years old at this point.) She could die from the anesthesia. But because she had the insides of an eleven-year-old cat (very healthy for her age) she could come out just fine! So we went ahead with the surgery. Ellie May have to stay over night at the kitty hospital just for safety sake. The next day we brought Ellie May home from the vets and her nurses told us she was a lady in the back there and ate her food like a good girl. I was pleased that my Ellie May was going to be ok. Fast-forward a few months later like in November. And we saw more things growing on her neck again. So back to the vet she went. He looked at her and told us I think it's the end just make her comfy. At this point I cried like blubbering whale. My parents said to me, "This is the end and she will go down when too far along." and I was like, "Ok. But if she dies I want to give her proper burial." My parents said, "That's fine. We have no problem with that." So the days go by and Ellie May starts to get more sores on her neck and chest, her fur on her chest is falling off, she's starting to smell bad (pe-u!!!!!! big time!!!!!) and we have to give baths like every three days to keep the smell coming from her down somewhat, we put old towels on the places she lays cause her sores would get bigger, scab over, and then start to bleed (her chest was all reddish/brownish from the blood from the sores.), and stuff like that. So I got spend my last Christmas with my Ellie May and it was a good one!!!!!! </p> <p> Then comes January of 2011. We were taking down our Christmass tree (we had it half way at this point.) And we see Ellie May going under the tree in the corner and we were like, "Ellie May get out of there." She ran out then we start to take more of the tree down when me and my dad start to smell something icky. We were like, "What's that smell? Sniff, sniff, sniff, sniff . . . " as we lean the tree to the side to see more, we see Ellie May numbered two-ed and we were like, "Awwwwwww, man Ellie May." We cleaned it up knowing this was a sign that she had taken a turn for the worst. She then starts lying in front of the heater under some shelves we have in the kitchen and only comes out for water. (Which is pawing from the water bowl so, I now have to give her own little dish of water.) It was heartbreaking. So then on the week of January 20th comes when my mom and dad sat me down and said to me, "We talked to the vet (my cousin) and we all think it's time to put Ellie May down so on Thursday the 20th she will go down. We thought long and hard but now she is suffering and we want to end it so she can be ok." I just sat there and cried like blubbering whale the rest of the week. Then on January 20, 2011 I went into the kitchen to feed her her breakfast and gave her a hug and a kiss and told her I loved her and that she's the best cat a girl could have and that you will always be my furry little BFF and that you be good in kitty heaven. Then placed her back where she was as I'm crying my hardest I've ever cried. My dad came home from work and took her to the vet and just like she was gone. Out my life forever. My dad told me as he held me while I'm crying into his arms that she went without a fight and just went right to sleep. (That part made me feels a little better knowing how she went.) Then my mom came home from work later that night and she held me in her arms and she told me it was going to be ok. (As I'm still crying.) After a few days I started to feel better about my Ellie May. We then buried her at my Grandpa's house (my Dad's father.) My Dad found a nice spot for her to R.I.P. I said my final good byes and was crying as he placed her in the ground. A week after her passing the lottery numbers for our state come on and the numbers twenty-one (my b-day) and fourteen (Ellie May's b-day), was that not crazy or what? That made me smile. I miss my Ellie May very much everyday but I know each day gets better and better. I still have my midnight and love her everyday like I did my Ellie May. Sometimes I think Midnite misses Ellie May. I love you Ellie May. You were my number 1 kitty in my heart and life. Hope your having fun in kitty heaven and having a good time. </p> <p> Now that you know the back-story of my cat Ellie May here's my question for all of you to help me with. As you have read above my Ellie May pass away this year in January. I was so torn up about it inside and out and even my mom and dad were tore up about it. So now onto my question, it's been months now since her passing and I'm started to feel better about it! I've been going to local animal shelters web sites to see what kind of kitties there are my mom said that a step in the right direction. I also have a name picked out for the new kitty (I would like a female, black and white and domesticated short hair! Just like my Ellie May was!) Sunshine. Nicknamed: sunny for short. But I feel I'm still not ready to still get a kitty! I feel like my Ellie May would be replaced to quickly or I feel that Ellie May will be like "what u replacing me how dare you. Aw no way!" What would you do in my case I just need some help on the story. How do I get over the feeling of making sure that Ellie May was the number one cat in my life without feeling the way I feel? thanx!!!!! </p> <p> love and lippy, {loves means hi or bye or hugs and lippy means lipstick or kisses!!!!} <br> mkgtweety <br> <br> </p> <p> <br> <br> <br> <br> </p>