Peanut Butter Heaven

One of the best things in this world is home made peanut butter fudge. My cousin Cathy made some for my mom's funeral luncheon and I have used her recipe ever since. I have named it "Mom's funeral fudge" which may sound morbid..... but actually isn't in my mind.

Anyhow... here is the recipe:

In a 2 quart saucepan put:
1 stick of unsalted butter
3 cups of sugar
3/4 cup of whole milk

Cook, stirring constantly over med-hi heat until mixture comes to a boil. Turn heat down to medium and let boil without stirring for 4 minutes.
Remove from heat. Add 1 teaspoon pure vanilla extract and 1 cup (more or less depending on how peanut buttery you like your fudge) of creamy peanut butter. Or chunky if you like. I always use creamy Jif. I have used Adams natural peanut butter and it tastes fabulous, but it does make a slightly "grainier" fudge.

Stir the peanut butter til it's melted. Let the pot sit for 15 minutes to cool.
Then stir it vigorously for about a minute and pour it into a buttered 8 x 8 pan.

Let it sit to harden.

This is heaven. Yum Yum.

Yearly physical

Saw my doctor yesterday. She is such an awesome doc. I like her very much. Anyhow, we had a great visit. I am doing great. My blood pressure is excellent. My cholesterol is excellent. My glucose is excellent. My blood work for liver, etc is excellent. My mammogram is normal.

My weight is not, but she is glad to see I am working on it.

A year ago I was borderline diabetic and pre-hypertensive. So it's nice that those two things have gone down.

The weather is improving and I am doing well at taking walks on my lunch break. It feels good to get out in the sunshine.

My progress

  Alrighty then. Five days on my diet and exercise program. Five pounds gone. Two hours of walking done.

No sugar has touched my lips.

So far, so good.

I was all excited to start house shopping, but I think I have to put it on hold for a little bit.

Several reasons why, but the main one is that where I work there is much going on behind closed doors and the whispers and things I hear are not good. The company is not doing that well and we may actually run out of money. Which means I may actually lose my job. I know that as long as the company is open, I have a job. I know they wouldn't fire me. But if doors close.... then I'm in trouble.

So the last thing I want to do is get into a commitment of a house with the threat of no job over my head. At least where I am now.... if I lost my job.... the landlord would let me live there anyway. He would not throw me out.

Anyhow..... it will be ok. It just means George and I can really pump up the bank account. That will be good.