Saturday, February 28, 2009
Friday, February 27, 2009
I will also be starting a new feature every month. I will be promoting a WAHM of the month. Thats a Work At Home Mom, for those of you who dont know. I'll be writing a review of their store, products & talking about about each of them & will feature either a giveaway for a product of theirs, or a special discount code you can use for a price break on their site, or maybe even both! You'll just have to check it out and see.
I'll also be hosting a few give aways shortly! If your kids like music.. or you have tons of purses that you just cant seem to get organized, you will definately want to see what I have in store for you.
So, follow me, or book mark this site,follow me on Twitter, do whatever you have to do to get back here over the next month while some changes take place!
Wednesday, February 25, 2009
PS- Thank you random.org for picking me.. I knew the bribe would work!!! ;-)
Needless to say.. while health food shopping today, 2 FAMILY sized bags of my crunchy gooey beloveds snuck in the cart!! Damn those eggs, damn them all to hell! ( and by hell, I mean my mouth.)
Tuesday, February 24, 2009
I am here, seeking the opinion of strangers, friends & family alike to find out.
Am I CRAZY in love with my child, or is he ACTUALLY just really advanced?
So, I'm going to tell you a little about why I think Ryan is super baby, and then if your willing, go to the poll on the Right side of my blog & vote.
-Ryan is 10 months old. He will be 11 months March 15th.
-Ryan has been walking since he was 8 months old.
-Ryan has been RUNNING since he was 9 months old.
-Ryan holds play cups to his mouth & "slurps" like I do, when Andy "makes me coffee" and then offers it to my mouth & makes the slurps for me.
- Ryan races cars on the floor in a back & forth motion & says "rrruuuurrrr" to mimic his brother saying "Wroom"
-Did I mention he RUNS?
-Ryan can crawl on AND off of both the couch & a low bed.
-Ryan pets the animals, not smacks, but will walk to them & run his hands down their back.
-Ryan has read the book Moby Dick.. KIDDING! Just seeing if your paying attention!!
-Ryan can push & pull a car ( like this one) from room to room.
-He picks up his toys & carries them from room to room, large toys, this one is the most common.
-Is the size of an average 24 month old ( according to growth charts by the AMA)
-Ryan also pushes my kitchen chairs through out the kitchen.
So! What do you think..is he a super baby, or am I just an overly proud mama??? Vote if you wish, comments are also appreciated!! =)
I got an AWARD!!! Okay.. I have a knack for *winning* things, but that has to do with the luck of the draw, which I somehow have had since I was a kid, but when it comes to LIFE luck, I am shit OUT of luck, so to speak. I always won the "good try" awards, ya know?? Yeah..I was THAT kid.
So, this super awesome chick who I think might secretly be my sister from another mister awarded me my first Blog Award today!!!!!!!! ((This is where I beam with pride)) Baby Rocas Mama ( uhm.. my new found sister, whats your name?? lol) gave me the
Honest Scrap award!!!!!!!! ( Does anyone else remember when people waved their fist in a circular motion in the air & barked "whoowhoo" in what always reminded me of a dog woof??? If you do..insert here please.)
So basically..she was like "OMFG Claire, your SOOO amazing & I LOVE you."... or.. she was like "You tell shit like it is sista" take your pick.. I like to imagine the first, personally.
SO! Here is the deal-i-o!!
Here are the rules Kind Blogger:
"These blogs are exceedingly charming. These kind bloggers aim to find and be friends. They are not interested in self-aggrandizement. Our hope is that when the ribbons of these prizes are cut, even more friendships are propagated.
Please give more attention to these writers.
Deliver this award to eight bloggers who must choose eight more and include this cleverly-written text into the body of their award."
A) List 10 honest things about yourself - and make it interesting, even if you have to dig deep!
B) Pass the award on to 7 bloggers that you feel embody the spirit of the Honest Scrap
So, this is actually ironic, my new found twin must have sensed something deep in my soul, because I was recently thinking "With all these sexy new followers..ALOT of things I say wont make sense since they don't actually know me..I oughta do a "me" page which DUH, would be filled with SCARY honest things, so this is just fab.
1- Shit..now I cant think of anything..
Hmm.. Okay.I seriously fucking hate people. I mean, WTF is WRONG with everyone!?!??!?!?! Moms beat down other moms for using __ diapers or using __milk or doing __ at night time. WTF was this joke of "motherhood comraderie" you read about??? Men are just stupid too, so they fall in the *people* category..I guess.. and Senior citizens tick me off to NO end. Don't get me wrong, I'm not disrespectful to my elders, but after living in South Florida & seeing the snow birds.. I seriously wanted to smack a bitch. Like, come on Grandma.. a 9 and a HALF month pregnant chick is REALLY going to steal your purse?? I'm over here bloated & munching in my 80th candy bar, not eying your crusty old bag.
See?? Those are just 3 categories of stupid annoying people, women, men & old people.
Don't even get me STARTED on the rest of the world!!!
..I suppose this could lead into..
2- I think I have a medical condition called "lackofpatience" My kids can rip my eyebrows out & I wont blink an eye at them, but my mom could tell me "Sound it out!" when I ask for the spelling of a word & I want to pull her hair out. I dont have, never HAVE had & likely never WILL have patience. It's probably my worst quality, that and being a real fucking bitch.
3- My entire life people have always thought of me 2 ways, Stupid, or arrogant. I dont open up TRULY to THAT many people..but when I DO, the truth is..
- I'm not stupid..at all actually! I'm pretty damn smart, maybe I dont care to spell check, or talk about the world, but the truth is.. Most people just cant hold my interest enough for me to even focus on what they are saying. I'm not dumb, I just dont give a shit what rambling is coming out of your mouth.
- I was arrogant at one time.. Back when my 6 foot tall self was about 110 lbs, I was tan & didnt have a flaw on my cute self.. I'm 6 foot tall..still.. I have had 2 kids in less that 2 years & they both forced candy down my throat through my stomach the entire damn pregnancy & made me fat. I'm lacking in the self confidence, however, I'm a firm believer in.. you are seen how you present yourself. I dont have to think I'm smoking hot.. but when I'm out & about & talking about myself..I believe in talking about myself the way I'd like to think other people should see me..if you do that enough, you can convince yourself & anyone else & TRULY believe in ANYTHING. And self confidence is WAY sexier than a perfect body anyway my fellow mamas.
4-I'm tandem nursing. Yep. It isnt something I throw out there for everyone, but. I have a 2.5 year old & a 10 month old. I nursed Andy all through my pregnancy.. I nearly ripped my hair out, but I did it. Annnd he still is nursing. I know, its nuts. The average age of weaning in the world is between 4-5. So, thank God, we arent there yet. But uh.. yeah... I'm like a freaking cow to my kids man.Moooo.
5- I had NO plans to move 1300 miles with Mike when his family needed him to come back home. NO plans.. We'd been dating barely 5 months & that itself was a on & off again thing.. I was thinking "Well..I know my ex wants me back I guess.." then one day I was looking at him on the balcony & thought "Shit.. I dont want to never see him again!!!" and decided to go! I gave myself the chance to fall in love with the first man I'd ever been with who was GOOD. And I'm GLAD I did.
6- I pee in diapers on a rare occasion, BY CHOICE. Yeah..you got something to say????
It all started when Andy was a baby, my bladder wasnt quite back to normal yet & we went for a walk on a Bike & Hike trail & I had to freaking pee!! There was NO where to go .. so.. when the bikers were clear..I stuck a sposie in my pants, peed.. wrapped it up & put it in the bag, just like I would if he needed to be changed. I'd piss my pants before using a public bathroom. Period. Germs freak me the fuck out. At 42 weeks pregnant with Andy I peed at a Walmart & it was one of the darkest days of my LIFE. Fast forward to Andy being a year old.. we were grocery shopping.. I'm pregnant with Ryan, we get in the car & start driving & OHGOD..I have to pee..BAD. SO!! I went for the sposie..I mean, pregnant chicks are like "I gotta pee" every 5 minutes & its like.. a drop or 5.. so.. I grabbed the sposie , the boy was strapped in.. the groceries were about to melt.. come on.. Welp..Long story short..the diaper runneth over. I peed all over my freaking self. I had to take off my underwaear & drive home slightly damp... I havent done that since. However, if It came to a nasty ass bathroom, or a diaper. You can laugh allll you want, but I wont be the one catching the skankies from that shit smeared on the wall my friends!!!!!!!
7. I pee on my feet in the shower. Yes. Got something to say?? Urine is one of the most sanitary things there is, the Incans used infant urine for eye wash. Betcha didnt know THAT. But actually..I just have sweaty feet & it takes the sweatiness away. Serious. Try it.
8. I scare myself. Yes, I only actually say a SMALL amount of things that I think. I believe if I said them all, I might be committed by someone who heard my thoughts ;-)
9. I really dont have a ton of friends anymore man. I was the girl with lots of guy friends/ex's who kept in touch..need I say more?? Once I was off the market, those fuckers dropped like flies. Some of the girls just..well.. its different when your priorities arent getting drunk anymore.. when you have kids, when people get mad you dont want to be pregnant & sit in a bar b/c it looks trashy... You know how that goes. ((eyeroll)) I just dont relate to the people I know who ARENT parents & the ones I knew who are now parents, I dont relate to either. The quote "Having a child no more makes you a parent, than having a piano makes you a pianist" should sum my opinion on that up quite well!! I just dont feel like I relate, or agree with *most* people anymore, and often, its lonely.
10. I seriously have a lack of self control.I stand in the corner of elevators & put my hands in my pockets because that red button just SCREAMS to me.. ANY random button I see ANYWHERE that shouldnt be touched..I want to touch. No, I've never had a desire to pull a fire alarm..I just really want to smush my hands all over all sorts of buttons that are red & ask not to be pushed. I sometimes have to even sit on my hands to keep them under control. It is a sickness.
Here are a few people I'd like to see do this!
Ashley, Miss Ashley is new to blogging, so she needs a welcome from everyone & some encouragement. She has strong opinions like myself, but I'd say where I am out there, she's probably more conservative but I guuess I like her anyway.So! I'd love to know 10 things about her!!!
Pamela, Pam is my twin. Pamela ALSO owns a really amazing shop called Pampering Delights,which is a host to some of my favorite obsessions! Check it out & try her new creamy foot scrub!!!;-) She's so much like me, it scares ourselves.
Hailey was raised a Mormon in Utah.Her stories rock my world & they will yours too! Although, she does a family blog, so she might have to sensor!
Mandy over at Ramblings of a Cat Lady- Ohh Mandy.. shes my super sexy swing mama ( not swing-ING, just swing sickfuck) She owns Cat Lady Candles, which is the only place anyone, who is ANYONE goes for tarts..Be sure to ask for "Claires Cloves" its better than sex, if I do say so myself... Shes as random & hilarious as oh..say..ME!!
Sarah at Grin & Bear It. I've known Sarah since we were 13 & sitting on a bench chatting with her at lunch in junior high school. Now she's a mom of 3 LITTLE boys.. Three very YOUNG boys.. like.. She makes me look saneas far as the kiddos go but truly,shes as crazy as I am!!! You KNOW hers will be fun!!!
Sarah over at Thoughts from the Toilet Bowl. I came acrossed her blog recently & was in love at first title. I'd LOVE to see what she comes up with on the pot for this one!
If you do this, PLEASE come back & link me so I can read everyones!!!
Sunday, February 22, 2009
Saturday, February 21, 2009
Todays 6 are "6 things you would be willing to flash someone for"
Seriously?? LMFAO. If you KNOW me.. this is simply HI-LARIOUS..
But I'll play along..
1- A brand new, paid off house, of my choice of course. I'm not greedy, I don't love mansions,I dont need to be a millionaire, just an old country style 4 bedroom wrap around porch with no neighbors & lots of land for me, thanks!
2-I made the same wish on my birthday cakes until I was about 16.. when I asked for a new car ;-).. for happy, healthy, nothing bad happening to, loved ones.
..maybe #2 should have been #1 huh?? LOL
3-For Mikes school to hurry the hell up & for him to land a good job!
4- Mike to start seeing things my way so we don't fight over how he hasn't yet learned I am ALWAYS right, duh.
5- My kids to not throw tantrums or push each other.
6- My pre Florida/baby body.. whhoooo!!!!
Tuesday, February 17, 2009
So, I had my dad over this V-day ( My mom was visiting my sister) and made it for all of us & YUM YUM..it was GOOD!!
6 tbsp olive oil
unpeeled Med. Eggplant, cut into cubes
1 cup chopped yellow onion
2 cloves garlic, crushed
1 cup green pepper, cubed
2 cups tomatoes, canned & crushed
1 tbsp chili powder
1 1/2 tsp cumin
1 1/2 tsp oregano
1/4 cup parsley, fresh, minced ( I used dried)
S& P to taste
2 cups beans ( kidney, garbanzo, etc, drained)
Heat EVOO in a skillet, add eggplant, onion, garlic & green pepper. Saute 10 minutes until softened.
Transfer to saucepan & add tomatoes, chili powder, cumin, oregano, parsley & S & P.
Cook over low heat, uncovered 10 minutes, Stir in beans & cook 10 more minutes on low.
I browned some ground beef, took a spicy sausage out of the casings & cut up pepperoni & added it all, browned to the mix as well.. I HIGHLY recommend this! It adds a real spice thats just perfect!
I also added an extra can of crushed tomatoes to the mix, adding the meat it needed a little extra mositure/mush to make it *chili*
And of course..everything looks better with a bit of cheese on top!!!
(Last night Andy was constipated, I was trying to show him not to "push the big turd out" ..he kept saying "Big turds comin, big turds comin!!!!" And getting really upset.. so..I was helping, not being creepy & weird.)
Kids are playing with cars in the bedroom, I flip on the reciever in the kitchen & hear,
((grunt)) Ooh ooh!! Ryne.. I's poopin a BIG turd. ((grunt grunt)) REALLY big turds a comin... uugghh uggghh ((grunt grunt)) Poopin turd Ryne.. I gotta BIG poop comin!! Gotta push it, gotta get it out!! ((grunt grunt))
AHHH HHAAA!! I'm sorry.. we find poops & farts hilarious in this house ( although, Mike recently revealed it isnt so funny when strangers are farting..its just gross & smells bad.. "Family farts are the only ones that are funny" he now says..)
So to hear Andys little voice telling Ryan all about what was going on in his diaper, was ppreettyy funny, to be perfectly honest.
Yep. Thats all.. someone tell me I'm not the only one who finds this amusing??
Monday, February 16, 2009
My little( BIG) Ryan is now 10 months old!! I just cant believe it!
Friday, February 13, 2009
6 most romantic or unromantic things that have ever happened to you
Yes. That IS a bikini line .. shaver/trimmer thing. I blink for a second & say "Oh.. wow!" and Mike, super excited says "Yeah!! You dont even have to be in the shower to shave your leg with it!!! So, since you dont have time to shave, now you can do it whenever!!!"
... Honey.. the thing is like, an inch long, to do my legs would take HOURS. And it says right on it, BIKINI ZONE and its from my 6 month old. Needless to say, I later read an article that says the worse the gift, the more love a man actually tried to put into it, so I tell myself he REALLY loves me.
3. Romantic- Mike & I got married, on a whim. We were engaged & planning a wedding but I decided after getting pregnant, I wanted to get married all of the sudden. We picked a date that sounded good, May 5th.. Mike could take off work & it wasnt the local shooting day for my home town. Just the 2 of us went to the courthouse & got hitched. I played "White Wedding" on the CD player as we drove to Sanibel with the top down on the Jeep, we strolled on the beach where we'd gotten engaged & had a beautiful dinner at a gorgeous restaraunt. It may not sound that great to everyone, but it was perfect, for ME.
4. Unromantic- My ex, Chris, and EVERYTHING about him. In our 2 years we were dating, he never got me a birthday gift, a anniversary gift, christmas, etc. Both of our families were out of town on Easter & I decided to make us Easter dinner.. he chose to go golfing instead. I ate alone. He got me one thing, once, a diamond necklace... We'd only been dating 6 weeks at the time. Apparently he thought that & treating me like shit was good enough for the rest of our relationship after a necklace.
He was wrong, obviously. And that necklace needs a home, if anyone has a daughter, or themselves who would like it!
5- Romantic- Me at 8 months pregnant,kissing in the ocean with my husband. Gigantic stomach, stretch marks & a bikini were all out to make for a bad day, but seeing pictures of us later & feeling like a tabloid couple caught stealing a kiss with a gorgeous tropical back drop, I realized how perfect that moment really was. It was a kiss goodbye to "just us" and we hello to "all of us" in some ways.
6- Moving into all of our houses/apartments/condos. Of course, the first tiny crappy apartmernt when I was only 20 was the most romantic for obvious reasons, the duplex 1300 miles from my family was an adventure & the start of something I had NO ideas I was getting into, and moving into this house we're currently in, was at 7 weeks post partum from a c-section after an intense labor, a 3 day trip of 1,300 miles with a father in law driving a U-Haul & a 7 week old Andy in the back seat of a Corolla with me, our geriatric dog & a scared, shitting cat in the front seat..
But its romantic that first night in a new place, boxes all over,being EXHAUSTED. The take out food, a 6 pack of beer, being too tired to do anything but fall asleep. Its romantic because its the start of a new chapter in your life. Our first chapter was the 2 of us, typically drunk. The second was us ..well..I dont know what the fuck Florida was for us... but it gave us Andy!!! And this current chapter, we've added a new character to, Ryan! I'm looking forward to Chapter 4 that will be here in about 2 short years, it will unlock a door for ALL of us that will make things different than they ever have been before. But, now, I am enjoying Chapter 3 of our lives.
And I think THAT is romantic.
For more Small Talk Six, check out Momdot and read the same 6, answered by other awesome ladies!
As a long time "I hate being pale" addict, I was instantly intreigued. Its my very firm advice that everyone go check out her page, read what she has to say about this AWESOME product which is making me cringe I want to try some so badly, and enter her contest!!
..And if you win.. share with me. Please??
My creative juices are flowing!
(((gag))) I know.. thats as disgusting as the words "panties" and "moist" and no, NOT when used together, just in general.
Today I've been called twisted & hilarious. I dont think I've had such wonderful compliments of myself since my hot skanky days back in college!!
I was driving to BJ's to stock up on shit tickets & just couldnt stop smiling! I looked at myself in the mirror & thought "I AM still pretty!!!" and then it led me down my loving path of randomness.
When I put on a bit of makeup & smile certian ways, I amaze myself at how freaking cute I am. I mean, seriously. My husband is a LUCKY man. Then I try to take a picture to show people "Look, look at ME!! I AM pretty!!!" and I look like a fat pale cow. WTF?
It reminded me of my psychadelic mushroom days... When I was scared of the bathroom door, yet somehow found my way to a mirror where I smiled lovingly at my self & realized "WOW! THIS is how everyone ELSE sees me!!!!!!!" as my boyfriend turned into an oompa loompa.. I could go on, but the fact that I had a few trippy mushroom days & wasnt even a glimmer in my parents eyes in the 70's probably isnt ideal for them to read.
See? This is the whole point ofthis blog. I am SO fucking random it even creeps ME out.
Do you have what I call "Open ended questions." ??? You know, the ones that can never truly be answered? I have a bazillion, as the title of my blog makes quite apparent.
I think one that has always perplexed me the most is, do other people think like me, or am I actually crazy????
I sometimes have to take Rescue Remedy at night just to get my brain to stop creeping me out with the odd places it goes. See, here I go! I'm wanting to tell you about the other one I take that I call my "How to deal with your husband" drops. No no..FOCUS. That can be another blog.
But really, I could smell a peony wall flower from Bath & Body Works & I think "Ahh peonies..." then I remember the first time I smelled a peony! Do you remember those creepy bugs that were in the back yard that year? Ew.. I do! I remember picking them up when I was a kid in my parents yard.. One time, in my parents yard, my cousin hit me on the head with a croquet mallet.
WTF. She was like, 2 but I'm still a bit pissed about that, I mean, she hit ME & everyone was worried about HER! Man, I hold grudges a LONG ass time. Sort of like the one where I SWEAR my sister spanked me ( Please Mischa, what 4 year old ASKS to be spanked, ok???) Spanking.. hm.. reminds me of that movie Secretary..
Okay let me stop myself. The sad part is that was unscripted, I just gave myself a random thing to start with & that is literally where my mind ended up.
Now I have all sorts of stories I have to tell, my natural valium, my "love your husband" drops.. I could go on & on.
OKAY!! Stop! FOCUS CLAIRE!
My point is.. does EVERYONE think like this??? I KNOW I have ADD, I no longer take medication for it since well, I'm not in school & I'm nursing, I dont really *need* it any longer. But even if people DO think like this, how would I ever know? There is NO way to compare peoples thoughts, know what I mean here??
It drives me bonkers. I think that either I am seriously a super genius, or I'm just fucking nuts.
Its called Momdot and its a great resource for fellow mama bloggers. I'm having a slow time getting through the site because our new Anti Virus program is creating some internet problems for me lately, and uh.. I'm not as internet/computer savvy as I'd like to think I am.
As some of you know, I've been blogging on Away in Arooba for awhile now, it started as just a way to not send out group emails, updates & stories to family, because lets face it. I spent alot of time doing that for all those emails to be ignored by people who dont care & to be missed by those who do. I would do my posts of utter randomness & sheer blabbering & I personaly, find myself absolutely HILARIOUS but I'm not sure my grandma thinks my rhymes to my cat of "What the fuck Chuck?" are quite as funny as I find them. So I started this blog.
I DO love muffin tops, they're the best part of the muffin. And I've wondered my entire life * up until last month, check THIS out) where squirrels poop. So I combined the 2 in a random quickly needed title to make a joke about a picture phrase I once severely messed up -
It was an EYE. a ROCK ( okay a STONE) and this...
(I googled cartoon AND muffin AND images & it looked like a freaking roll to me, okay???)
and my life long quest to find squirrel shit
( found it!! -->
Okay I'm getting off track.. I got comments today from people who
1- arent related to me and who
2- dont even KNOW me!!!!
And one even told me I am hilarious.. I think I'm in love with her now, poor woman has no idea what she's started....
I KNOW! This may seem like a small thing to some of you, but to me, its reassurance that someone other than my dear mother who has to call me funny, finds me funny!!! Its inspiration toi keep on keeping on, be myself & blog blog blog!! And thats what I plan to do
I fully plan to have my children watch LOTS of Thomas the Train while I obsessively stalk these poor unknowing ladies blogs, websites & find out how I too, can become a SUPER BLOGGER!!!!!!!!!!
Now..if you'll excuse me..I hear a call of "I gotta big turd mama" from the hallway.
PS- To all you lovelies leaving me comments, I'm having a ssllloowww time learning how to find all of you when some profiles arent available so, bear with me, I appreciate all of you TREMENDOUSLY, I'm just a little...slow at times.
Thursday, February 12, 2009
I had a realization today, well, just a few minutes ago actually.
You know how your mom tells you "Don't get a tattoo there, no matter what people say, they judge you differently when it comes to hiring for jobs!" And you roll your eyes? Well.. eek, I think shes right!!
No, this isn't about tattoos, its about being who you are & not worrying what other people think. Something I believe I do on here. As you guys know, on my other blog, I did some silly product reviews( you can also find them here, I am importing them to this blog as well). I've recently learned that it isn't just my joking around, people actually blog & make money, or run contests, or get free products to try & review from companies.
Oh,well that's nifty, and here I'd been just doing it as a joke!!!! So I have started the process of getting my blog more "out there", getting more readers & possibly getting into this whole (as they call it in the biz) "PR" thing.
I was submitting my PR's from Away in Arooba, of course. Then I stopped ( post application, duh) and realized.. That blog is now just for family stuff, I should import them here & use this as *my* blog, right??
Then I sat here for a minute & said "Well shitdamn. I wonder if I swear too much to be considered for something like that??" Hm.. That's a distinct possibility huh??
I guess its like all the other cliches.. "Your company is a direct reflection of yourself" and all those other ones you roll your eyes at until one day it hits you like a ton of bricks ( see, another one!!!)
..Wow.. its all true. Crap.
Yep.. So, for a brief minute I considered watching my mouth.. In that minute a cheesecake cupcake from Mikes birthday jumped in & forced itself into my stomach.. I mean, I didn't want it or anything, but it was just SO persistent!! As I struggled to resist the disgustingly yumminess of the cheesecake I realized..
Fuck it. If they don't want me for who I am, I don't want them either!!!
Cheers to being yourself, telling it like it is & never NOT saying fuck if you feel like it!!
PS- I lied. TWO cheesecakes jumped into my mouth.. those irresponsible assholes.
1/3 cup olive oil ( I just do 3 swirls around the pan)
4-6 cloves garlic, smashed
1 28 oz can diced tomatoes
2 14 oz cans stewed tomatoes
1/4 cup dried basil
1 tsp dried thyme
1/3 cup dry red wine
1 tsp salt
black pepper to taste
1 lb dried ziti
3/4 cup ricotta cheese
1 egg, lightly beaten
1/4 cup fresh parsley
1/2 cup grated Parmesan cheese, divided
3.5 cups shredded mozzerela cheese, divided
In a heavy pot, saute the garlic in oilve oil over medium heat until cloves turn golden brown. remove the garlic & discard.
Place diced tomatoes & 1 can of stewed tomatoes in a processor or blender. Pulse until corsely chopped. Pour into the pot with the remaining can of tomatoes ( I personally like to give the second can a little chopping too, the stewed tomatoes are too big for my taste, or use a can of smaller already chopped tomatos)
Add basil, thyme, pepper. Bring to a boil. Add the wine & continue cooking for 5 minutes, stirring often . Reduce heat to low & simmer 30 minutes.
Cook the ziti according to directions, but reduce cooking time by 1-2 minutes ( use your own judgement here, no one likes crunchy pasta, but no one likes it mushy either!!)
Drain, but dont rinse.
Return to pot & add a small amount of sauce, toss to keep from sticking.