Dont let me fall - Charlie

The past 8 months have been the most contented months of my entire life.  Even with the upheavals of moving into a place i can't yet call my own, and despite the roller coaster of emotions due to the last diagnosis, which was absolutely without a doubt a miracle in itself, and even though i was shoved into unemployment status, suddenly, after a diagnosis of cancer, (I guess the boss felt i needed an extra dose of harmful stress)  and despite the unnerving political outcome of having that arrogant ass of a man begin a second term of presidency,  I have totally been floating on cloud nine.  I can honestly say i owe that elation to God of course, and also.. to Charlie.  my sweet Charlie.  Every day i wake up next to him, smiling.  every night i contentedly fall asleep snuggled close with him, even though he is teetering with one bun on the edge of the King sized bed, putting much effort into having some space to himself.  That sweet man says nothing, even as i clamorously snore in blissful slumber.  Every woman deserves such a man.  Well, Okay, not EVERY woman, hell...I'm not sure i deserve a man like him!  Non the less, here i am.   Enjoying what many women crave.  Charlie told me once that he was like no other.  He has proven himself.  Well done Charlie, Well done!
Now to be completely honest, it's no Heaven here!  We have our moments, and he can produce an urge in me to slam my head against  a wall..sometimes, however i refrain, and instead i wind up looking as if i belong in the exorcist movie.  It's quite possible my head has even swiveled on occasion.  He's quite skilled at perceiving that i may be on edge.  you know, after i have become  a raging lunatic, but hey..progress...our relationship is just getting started.  In all fairness, I AM a raging lunatic due to pre-menopause, well that's my story anyway, and i'm sticking to it!
In all seriousness Charlie and I are completely compatible!  He is truly my other half.  He keeps me balanced and sane.  we exist together in total harmony.  We compliment each other like chocolate and peanut butter, or cookie dough and ice cream.  it so figures i would use food as an example.  but it works.
We have fun together, we laugh together, we wrestle, we play, we love,  and our minds share the same gutter.  total compatibility! 
Every one knows the story by now, Charlie and i dated for a short time in high school.  that is until i gave my virginity to him.  I dont truly know wht happened, except i told him off one time for not keeping in touch after one day, and tht was it.  He was gone from my life.  But never from my heart.  I say that with all the sincerity i can muster.  For the next 10 years, not a day went by that i didn't think of him.  I had fallen so hard for him, and he broke my heart.  I was literally  looking for him for the next 35 years, but i didnt know it,  not until i found myself still looking for him as i drove through Estacada, wondering if i would see him, when in reality, he was sitting in the car with me.  I hadnt realized i had become brandy, that crazy woman looking for her sailor.  you know the song...  ok, anyway.  yes, it was a life long pattern and had become second nature to look for a man who never gave me  second thought, until the day i friended him on face book.  yes, thanks to face book, friended has become a "real" word~ the dictionary hasn't caught on yet.  And thanks to face book, Charlie and I are once again together, and very much in love.  :)  He really does make me happy.

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Venting

I'm sick of exceptional people....You are making the rest of the world look pathetically inept!  especially those of us subjected to torturous ADD! x

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Here's whats been going on since i last blogged about the shocking and unexpected circumstances i was thrown into.  I almost made it to work without falling apart, but a block away from my destination the tears started flowing.  I think it was just release of tension; i wasn't feeling particularly horrible about my recent diagnosis, was just talking to God about it. I let it out for a few seconds and i was ok again.  As i neared work that, familiar feeling of dread washed over me.  I just didnt want everybody asking how i was doing, or giving me that look of doom that made me feel like they think im going to die.  What i appreciate and welcome most is the warm touches from everyone who just smile, and the ones who give me the one arm hug and a smile, and  tell me everything is going to be fine. Thats the encouragement i need.  And of course, I got the how are you questions, all day long.  I honestly dont know how to answer that.  my answer this day was only, "i have my moments"  I dont want to tell them how im really feeling, which is "those questions make me feel like shit".  its a catch 22, i would feel terrible if they didnt ask. lol.  so i appreciate their concern.  It's just hard to fake it sometimes.  It finally got to me at about 11 am.  I got up and left.  I had to get out of there.  I decided to go grab a coffee from star bucks, which is one of my favorite things to do, but on the way, i lost it again.  I actually lost it a few times.  try as i did to hide my tears behind sunglasses, I failed miserably.  the guy sitting at the red light with me noticed.  I tried not to pay attention, but he kept staring.  oh well, i will never see that guy again, i tell myself.  wow, when will i get use to this?  My cousin said she cried for 6 months, thats a little discouraging since she has got the most awesome attitude of anyone i  have ever known.  She always has.  Well, i'm in this thing, i have got to do what i've got to do.  I have a pretty large support system but  no one was to be found that day.  I made the mistake of calling Vijo.  he was okay, but he is not a strong person.  I almost feel like he can't handle this more than i can't.  But it did help to relieve  the distress i was feeling at that moment, So i thank him for being there.
One of my co-workers has stepped up to the plate and helped to get me in contact with a church pastor who wants to meet with me and get me set up with the cancer support group they have.  She also helped me get connected with a counseling session through work.  first 3 or 4 sessions are free.  That's pretty awesome.  I really need to get into a rational state of mind or im just gonna lose it.  This is my reality for now.  Its not pretty, however, I really am hopeful.  And when i need it most, God comforts me.
Today, i have been mostly up and positive.  It seems like so many women with this thing are coming out of the cracks of the walls.  There are a lot of us.  My journey through this time of my life has just begun.  I hope that when I am strong enough and have learned enough I will be able to encourage and comfort others who are  in the same place that i will have traveled.  And my prayer is that soon i will have a things to say that will be uplifting to others, instead of a huge drag. For now,  I apologize for that!

Where would i be without this guy?

I talked to Charlie for a long time last night.  I feel truly blessed to have him in my life.  He is encouraging, he gives me strength, he supports me and he stays with me.   He is reading up on all the stuff i should be reading about but can't bring myself to know right now.  He is helping me understand what he is learning.  The different types of cancers, the surgeries, the radiation treatment, the medcations, the pro's and cons of different procedures.  He is such a terrific listener. I worry that so much has been put on him all of a sudden.  We have barely started our relationship and wham, he is hit with this ginormous thing.  Most people would run away, Charlie is the strongest most loving man i've ever met.  God he is just so Kind hearted!! and sweet.  I love him, like ive never loved before.  He's truly amazing.  He is just so funny, he keeps me laughing and he turns me on!!  what more could i ask for? Everybody needs a Charlie of their very own!! 

Day three of week three

I didnt make it to work.  I sat on the edge of my bed staring at the alarm clock.  I tired to get myself to the shower, I did, but then reality punched me in the gut.  All i could do was sit there and cry.  It was too much.  too much to think about.  Too many people and their sincere concern.  Too much uncertainty.  Too much reality for me. I called one of my co-workers and tried to keep my composer as i told her i cant work today.  i just cant. My whole life feels different now.
I dont know what each day holds, but i know i will get through it.  I know God walks with me.  I feel His presence. On  that first day i drove home in shock and as i got nearer to home i started asking God how i could trust Him?  When all my prayers turn into nightmares?? " I dont know how to trust You anymore"  I cried to Him.  But when i came home that first day, to an empty house, and i was alone, i sank into my chair, and instead of fear keeping me company I suddenly with deep intensity felt  Gods comforting spirit with me.  sitting with me.  Not saying a word, but holding me.  I felt every part of my soul being assured, everything is going to be alright.  I will hold on to this.

How are you doing?

Such good intentions people have when they ask, with all the concern their facial expressions can muster, "how are you doing?"  Well truth be known i have been on an emotional roller coaster.  Rational one minute, then irrational thought processes take over and I'm filled to the brim with fear and uncertainty.  I cry one minute and the very next I can be laughing.  what the f...!!!   seriously i hate this, and i hate what i am going through and that i have no choice but to go through it.  I love the people whom God has given me during this time..Charlie, my kids, my family, my friends, my co-workers, my surgeon...all exceptionally wonderful, sincerley caring and concerned, and most of them encouraging when i need it most.  Some have no idea what to say, and thats ok, i was once there.  Now i know, mostly what is needed is encouraging words and lots of hugs. However, hugs come with the risk of turning on the faucet of tears.  So far disbelief has been replaced with ok, i got this, now what?, and of course shock.  I haven't yet experienced the anger.  I'm hoping i dont, because to me that means i feel hopeless.  I dont feel hopeless.  And for now i have no reason to.  Where there is God, there is hope!!

week one and two

two weeks ago i began to experience some pain in my left breast.  It was severe enough for me to take the time to do a self examination of my breast.  I felt something.  Wasn't quite sure what it was, and i mentioned it to by boyfriend, who insisted i have that checked out.  I promised i would, but wasn't all that concerned, however i had not had a mammogram in over 5 years.  I hadn't really been to a doctor for anything except my migraines.  I found a doctor, however being new to the area they could not get me in right away and scheduled an appt for a little over 2 weeks out.  When i arrived at work that Monday, i spoke with one of the docs that work in our clinic, and asked her for her opinion.  after a few questions she said i should be concerned and she gave an order for a mammogram, told me to okay it with my doctor, which i promptly did, and called to schedule a mammogram at Central Oregon radiology in Bend.  They scheduled me for that Friday. Friday comes around and i arrive at my appt only to have them tell me there is insurance issues.  Since the doc who ordered the test was a VA doc, and i am not a VA patient, they were afraid the bill wouldn't be covered.  I called my doctors office, but the doc was out and the nurse would not give the okay since i was a brand new patient who had never been seen by her.  She was nice enough to schedule another appt for the following tuesday.  devastated i left, and went through the weekend waiting and wondering.  Tuesday came around and i saw the doc, who immediately gate an order for a diagnostic mam.  However, i was not able to get an appt until the next day.  Again, more torturous waiting.  The next day rolls around, and my visit turned into a nightmare.  The tech spotted calcification in both breasts.  More pictures were ordered which showed the right breast calcification's as nothing to be concerned about, however the left breast calcification's proved to be of somewhat of an issue.  An ultrasound was ordered which discovered two cysts.  one in the right breast the size of a lima bean.  no concerns however, and one in the left breast, which is what brought me into this whole dilemma in the first place.  This cyst is the size of a walnut, however, it is also of no concern to the radiologist.  What IS concerning is the calcification's in the left breast.  They did not lay out with gravity, they way non cancerous nodules will.  I was immediately scheduled for a biopsy of the left breast.  However, they could not get me in until Friday.  That was yesterday.  I was a nervous wreck all morning, but was able to focus on my job, surprisingly.  It just so happened that i would be triaging for several difficult problems, but this was good, it helped the time to fly by.  I was still a nervous wreck.  1:00 rolls around and i am leaving.  I have a wonderful team of people that i work with.  everyone is concerned, and supportive and many are praying.  Now i am at the radiologist  clinic and they explain the whole procedure, which by the way did NOT end my panic.  It really made it worse.  So this is how the procedure went:  i am called from the waiting room and asked to step into a little room to put on the little top gown they provide. im asked to put all my belongings into a basket, and remove my earrings.  so far so good.  easy enough.  The health tech takes me back to the room where i will have the biopsy done.  It's an intimidating room and COLD as hell!   im told to sign some papers and the procedure is explained in full detail.  The doctor performing the procedure came in to introduce herself, a very beautiful tanned woman with my name.  I'm not at ease with this.  she is all dolled up and groomed too nicely to take her seriously.  OH well, this is what im stuck with.  I did not feel comfortable with any of the staff i was introduced to that day.  They either seemed plastic, or distant.  where was the warmness of these people?  fine!, lets get this over with!! I am told to lay on a table draped with hospital garb, i feel like i stepped into an operating room.  I suppose i have.  I am feeling especially anxious at this point and i am told to climb a set of steps to lay onto the table with a hole positioned at just the right spot for having your boobs fall through.  i am told i will be on this table in the same position for about an hour, and depending on whether they are able to get enough samples or not, i may be on their longer.  I am told to find as comfortable a position as i can and stick with that position. They really didnt give me much of a  choice there as im have been commanded to stay on my stomach with my left arm down and my right arm up and my face towards the wall.  So i get as comfortable as a person can on an ice cold metal table. The one thing they did that was of any comfort was drape me with a warm blanket.  I asked for two.  lol, thats what i do.  I'm always cold.  What i left out was the tech telling me that i will recieve a series of injections to numb up my boobs and they will feel like bee stings.  holy crap!!  bee stings??!!!  i hate bee stings.  thats like one of the worst pains a person can experience.  Then she explains that an incision will be made to the left of my nipple area and a probe will be introduced deep into the breast tissue.  did she have to mention deep???!!  oh god!!  at which point a camera will be entered into the probe.  pictures will be taken and then another probe introduced to cut out the tissue samples which  contain the calcifications.  And she of course also had to mention the size and how many.  four pieces about 1.5 inches long each, with the diameter of a piece of thick spaghetti.  my bones are feeling weak at this point, and i am shaking uncontrollably.  I dont understand why my body reacts like this.  I was as calm as i could get, but was still trembling. after the doc is done the tech puts my boob in a vice grip for 15 minutes to stop the bleeding and then im stitched up and bandaged.  Procedures done.  I try to get my rickety body up from the God forsaken position its been in for an hour, and step down the stair case.  Another mammogram is taken and   I'm given post op instructions and i get dressed.  I am then told that i will get results over the phone on tuesday.  maybe monday, but most likely tuesday.  So i am waiting.  Now you know what i know.

Dont let me fall - Lenka

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Who would've ever imagined that such a sweet man,, with his hands in his pockets, charlie lamb style, would cooly, and collectively,  just stroll, as he does, back into my life.  Who would have ever thought we could fall in love? or is it lust?  NO, love!  no lust, no love.....well what ever it is, i like it!!   Its been 35 years since that man gave me the experience of my life, and that too i gave to him.  A shared sweet moment in time, preserved for just us two. And then...BAM!   heart ache that lasted 10 freaking years!!!! yeah, Charlie, you did that!  own it babe!  ours, like so many of my relationships, ended because of miscommunication.  It was meant to be i suppose, and our lives went on, as lives tend to do.  And now, if by magic, the man i so loved many years ago, is back and our feelings for one another have intensified. no, i'm not kidding.  its fabulous! and he makes me terrifically happy!

The first day i ever lay eyes on Charlie i couldn't help notice his shy yet sly impish grin, (i still wonder what was on his mind that day)  his beautiful smiling dark eyes peering through his longish white blonde hair swept to one side of his face.  He wore a long maroon jacket that looked as if it could be his fathers, being so skinny his jeans baggy with his flannel shirt tucked neatly inside.  Probably to help keep his pants up.  he had both hands in his pockets and he seemed relaxed, and cool.  My heart pounded like crazy to see him standing there.  He was only a boy, thin, sweet, and terribly funny.  Everybody liked Charlie. Always laid back, always smiling, very quick witted, even for a boy.  I can still remember his gait. one cant possibly explain a persons gait.  Its like the soul, unique and one of a kind.  But when you;re a 16 year old girl in love, you never forget.  And on our second date he became part of  my soul forever.  It was too late.  I let him in.  That may have been a foolish regretful mistake, for in my little 16 year old dumb blonde head, he dumped me.  my Dad had always told me that a man will hate you after he has had his way with you, and im quite sure this is what i imagined had gone wrong.  His rendition is totally different than mine, and it was apparantly I who did the dumping.   For whatever reason, it was over and it was gone.  My dream and my prayer, for the next 10 years would be for us to be together, forever. 
In time, I eventually stopped dreaming of Charlie, i eventually let the fantasy die.  Now and again he would pop up in my life.  He never spoke to me however, and i often wondered if he had gotten wind of the horrible rumor i had started, in order to get back at him for breaking my heart.  I had it in my mind that this is exactly what the matter was.  So even though we were neighbors for a time, and we were both older and more mature,  i never spoke to him either.   Now and again i would catch myself peeking through the window blinds at him as he worked on his truck,  or played fetch with his dog, or went running with his three kids.  I was still intrigued, and he was still Charlie.  cute charlie, but something was a miss, i didnt see him smile anymore.  He seemed stern, and serious.  I chocked it up to being newly divorced and newly single.  How hard that must be, but he seemed like such a good father,  always on top of things, and so very attentive.  unlike the dads i had ever known in my life time, including my own.  
Charlie was forever able to keep my heart warm.  Just the thought of him through out the years delighted my soul.  Why would one such  person have such a strong hold of my spirit?  I embraced his iron grip on my heart.  It was sweet and it was warm.
The years passed swiftly.  I have heard this phrase many a time throughout my life, and many a time i have experienced its plight,  Here i am 35 years in the future, and again our paths have crossed.  My years are catching up with me, as i look around and realize, the youth of my life is forever gone, and to take it's place are my grandchildren.  how did this happen, so quickly?  A love forever gone, has entered my life as if in a fairy tale.  A little older, a little chubbier, a little less hair, but yet the same sweet, lovable Charlie, giving me the same warm delight he always has.  My story has just begun to be told.....it's just so freaking romantic!!

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Vijo

you should watch The Three Idiots.  It's a good movie for you.  The name of the movie does not do it justice, nor does the pic they chose for the cover. The message of this story speaks volumes.  I expected a poorly made  American movie that was spoofing the Indian culture.  What i found was an intelligent Indian made movie, made to hopefully change the unrealistic, and selfishly materialistic veiw of the Indian culture.  Very well made, and funny too. Don't be mad, it's worth watching.   All is well!

Dont let me fall - Lenka

No man ever sank under the burden of the day. It is when tomorrow's burden is added to the burden of today that the weight is more than a man can bear. Never load yourself so. If you find yourself so loaded, at least remember this: it is your own doing, not God's. He begs you to leave the future to him, and mind the present ~~ George MacDonald

my determined little fingers fail me!! try as i might, i have not succeeded in killing anyone with my words. I stole that line from Robert DeNiro " No matter how good a writer you are, you can't kill anyone with words"  I was devastated!!! It can't be so!!! But, alas!  I know now that it's disappointingly true, because, to my despair, he still breathes.  sigh...... Do you hear that Vijo?  No matter what i write, you still live and not only that, you're parents are still walking around in good health too. So just Chill Vijo.  It's all good!

Opinion

What the Bible Really Says About Sex

By Pastor Mark Driscoll

Published January 03, 2012

| FoxNews.com

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Sex is a selfish act, a conquest of personal fulfillment.

That’s the mindset of most people in our culture regarding sex—even if it’s only subconscious. For the most part, our society celebrates the process of hook up, shack up, and break up.

All you have to do is take a moment to observe the way sex is communicated in our culture.

Thousands of articles are churned out on how to cope with a past of multiple partners and how to find the next one. 

Porn is a massive industry, generating $10 to $14 billion annually in revenues. 

Nearly every sitcom on the air seems to make light of sleeping around, and films like "No Strings Attached" and "Friends with Benefits" lure young eyes to the theater, while a sex-crazed Tucker Max boasts about his conquests and skyrockets to the top of the New York Times bestseller list, becoming a cult hero for young slackers everywhere.

It also explains why sex trafficking is a $32 billion global industry, 45,000 to 50,000 young girls are trafficked in the United States every year, and why one in 12 youths experience sexual victimization, including sexual assault and attempted or completed rape.

The problem, however, is not sex.

It's us.

In order to understand this, we must first understand the underlying cause of all the problems in this world: sin.

In the Bible, Paul says of the human condition:

For although they knew God, they did not honor him as God or give thanks to him, but they became futile in their thinking, and their foolish hearts were darkened. Claiming to be wise, they became fools, and exchanged the glory of the immortal God for images resembling mortal man and birds and animals and creeping things.

"Therefore God gave them up in the lusts of their hearts to impurity, to the dishonoring of their bodies among themselves, because they exchanged the truth about God for a lie and worshiped and served the creature rather than the Creator, who is blessed forever!" Amen (Romans 1:21-25).

And in case you think Paul is on some self-righteous kick to condemn sinners, he makes clear in the same letter that all of humanity is in the same boat, writing, "Therefore you have no excuse, O man, every one of you who judges. For in passing judgment on another you condemn yourself, because you, the judge, practice the very same things" (Romans 2:1).

And to drive the point home, he writes, "For all have sinned and fall short of the glory of God." 

Thankfully, he also adds, "and are justified by his grace as a gift, through the redemption that is in Christ Jesus, whom God put forward as a propitiation by his blood, to be received by faith." (Romans 3:23-25).

The point is this: as humans, we're all sinners and all in need of God's grace, given freely through Jesus. And apart from Jesus, we all pervert God's good gifts, such as sex.

Thankfully, God is also merciful and loving. This is why he sent us Jesus to save us from our sin, and it is also why he gave us the Bible to help us understand his plan for a life that honors him and as a result leads to true fulfillment.

The Bible has a lot to say about sex—including that it's good and that it glorifies God when we enjoy sex in the context for which He created it.

So, I thought I'd share seven sex essentials from the Bible that my wife Grace and I included in our new book, "Real Marriage: The Truth About Sex, Friendship, & Life Together":

1. God created us male and female in His image and likeness with dignity, equality, value, and worth. Men and women are different and complement one another (Genesis 1:27-28).

2. Love is more like a song than a math equation. It requires a sense of poetry and passion to be any good at it, which is why people who are stuck in their heads struggle and are frustrated by it, and lovers prefer songs to syllogisms (Song of Solomon, all of it).

3. Marriage is for one man and one woman by God’s design. This is the consistent teaching of the Bible from the table of contents to the appendix and the teaching of Jesus Christ Himself (Genesis 2:24-25, Matthew 19:4).

4. God created sex. God made our bodies “very good” with “male and female” parts and pleasures. When our first parents consummated their covenant, God was not shocked or horrified, because He created our bodies for sex. The reason that sex is fun, pleasurable, and wonderful is because it is a reflection of the loving goodness of God who created it as a gift for us to steward and enjoy (Genesis 2:24-25).

5. Sex outside of marriage is a sin. Sinful sex includes homosexuality, erotica, bestiality, bisexuality, fornication, friends with benefits, adultery, swinging, prostitution, incest, rape, polygamy, polyandry, sinful lust, pornography, and pedophilia (I Corinthians 6:9-11,18-20, Hebrews 13:4).

6. Sex is to be done in such a way that there is no shame (Genesis 2:25; Proverbs 5:18-23). Many people experience shame in regard to sex. Sometimes shame is a gift from God in response to our sexual sin, sometimes it is the devastating feeling we bear because we have been sexually sinned against, and other times we have not sinned or been sinned against sexually but feel shame because we have wrong thinking and feelings about sex in general, or a sex act in particular.

7. Your standard of beauty is your spouse. God made one man and one woman. He did not ask them if they wanted someone tall or short, light or heavy, pale or dark skinned, with long or short hair. In short, He did not permit them to develop a standard of beauty. Instead, He gave them each a spouse as a standard of beauty (Genesis 2:23, Proverbs 6:20-35).

I understand that I'm writing to an audience that may not consist entirely of  Christian believers, including some who may even be hostile to Christianity. I also understand that many of these points will either rub some of you the wrong way or even enrage you. But, I make no apologies for the Bible and what it says.

I will say this, however... I don't write them to condemn you, nor does the Bible. Rather, I ask you to consider your motivations for sex. 

Have you ever truly given yourself to someone selflessly to love them, explore them, and cherish them until death do you part? Have you spent your life pursuing pleasure instead of seeking to give pleasure to a lifelong spouse? And, are you truly happy and fulfilled with your sex life?

The problem isn't our partners. It's us. We've perverted sex and misused it. God's way is the best way, and I encourage you to humbly pray and think about what he has to say about us and sex in his word, the Bible.

As someone who was sexually active before becoming a Christian, I don’t consider myself more holy than anyone else. But, after experiencing Jesus’ forgiveness, becoming a Christian, understanding what the Bible teaches about sex, having massive change in my thoughts and actions about sex, marrying, and today, happily and faithfully married to the same woman for what is approaching 20 years, I sincerely want you to experience the fullness of what God has for you in Jesus Christ.

Mark Driscoll is the founding pastor of one of America’s largest, fastest-growing and most innovative churches (Mars Hill Church in Seattle, Washington). He was recently named one of the “25 Most Influential Pastors of the Past 25 Years” by Preaching magazine. Driscoll is also co-founder of the Acts 29 Network (which has planted over 500 churches in the U.S. and 13 other nations around the world). He is the author of 15 books, including the newly-released "Real Marriage: The Truth About Sex, Friendship and Life Together" (Thomas Nelson 2012).

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Winter, Simple and very cute!!

Baked Crab Rangoon

1/8 tsp garlic salt
1/8 tsp Worcestershire sauce
14 won ton wrappers
1 small green onion
4 oz surimi imitation crab
3 oz cream cheese

Directions:


In a small bowl, combine the cream cheese, garlic salt and Worcestershire sauce until smooth.

Stir in crab and onion.
Place 2 teaspoonfuls in the center of each wonton wrapper.

Moisten edges with water; bring corners to center over filling and press edges together to seal.

Place on a baking sheet coated with non-stick cooking spray.
Lightly spray wontons with nonstick cooking spray.
Bake at 425 °F (210 °C) for 8-10 minutes or until golden brown. Serve warm.

Makes 14 Crab Rangoon (2 Per Serving)

Nutritional Info Per Serving: Calories 94; Total Fat 2.29g; Cholesterol 12mg;
Sodium 147mg; Potassium 40mg; Carbs 12.03g; Fiber 0g; Protein 5.76g

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