Wednesday, April 27, 2016

Abigail's New Favorite Chicken Salad Recipe

I adore chicken salad and it’s my mission in life to try every variety of chicken salad that can be made. The other day while surfing the net I came across a recipe for Chicken Salad Recipe with Cranberries & Pecans on a blog called Culicurious!
To say this a delicious chicken salad does not capture the beauty of this delicious treat to your palette. I love, love, love this chicken salad and have added a link to the original posting at the bottom of the page.
Abby-Love rof Chicken Salad
                          Yield: 2 cups (4 sandwiches)

Chicken Salad Sandwich Recipe

This quick and easy chicken salad recipe is a perfect use for left over roasted chicken. The addition of cranberries and pecans makes it a special fall treat.


  • 1 1/2 cups chopped leftover roasted chicken or rotisserie chicken
  • 1/3 cup mayonnaise
  • 1 teaspoon Dijon mustard
  • 1/3 cup dried cranberries
  • 1/4 cup chopped pecans
  • 1/4 cup thinly sliced green onions
  • 8 slices of bread


  1. Combine all ingredients (except the bread) in a mixing bowl. Stir well.
  2. Toast two slices of bread per sandwich. Top with 1/2 cup of chicken salad.
  3. Cut in half on a bias and serve.

Tuesday, April 26, 2016

Love Abigail Style

Lately I have been thinking about Love. Maybe it’s because it’s been raining a lot lately and I love to hear the rain hit my roof as I am safely tucked away in bed. Maybe it’s because I am always in love with something or someone. Whatever the case, I got love on my mind.

Each and every time I think of love I think of the fact that it can move mountains, thaw cold hearts and soothe the soul.  Love is so many things to different people. Maybe that’s why I it’s on my mind so much lately.


Monday, April 25, 2016

For the Love Of Abigail

Love and being in love are amazing feelings. I often wonder if I have crossed the line from love to just being in love with love.

I love unconditionally, for free and forever and always. My love has no limits and it endures great strife and tragedies.  My love has no bounds and it is a love that moves mountains, conquers empires and covers you to the ends of the earth.

Yeah, I am about that kind of love that means more than riches and gold or a vast fortune. My love is as priceless as arts and antiques. My love is what men have died for, cities have been built on, hopes and promises have lived on.

I know what love is because I give it freely….

Friday, April 22, 2016

Abigail's Muse is Missing

There is time when chasing the thing that you want more than breath is a bad idea. Needless to say it’s the bad ideas that are the hardest to walk away from.

Sitting at my desk yesterday I looked out my window and watched as a bird flew back and forth from my new birdhouse to a nest she’d made in a large oak tree. There was nothing spectacular about what the bird was doing something so simple as feeding her family. Like most birds I chase a dream of feeding my need to be a successful writer. But unlike the bird I can’t find a ready supply of success to feed my creative muse.

My muse is petrified of failure and she often hides while I sit and ponder where she is and why she want come out and write. So are the trials and tribulations of chasing a dream.



Tuesday, April 12, 2016

Out for Allergies

I've been out since last Tuesday due to allergies. I will return on Monday, April 18, 2016

Tuesday, April 5, 2016

It's My Blog Anniversay

On April 5, 2013 I revampws my blog and made a commitment to blogging. It would take another year for me to be fully committed to making this blog work for me.

So, today I celebrate and throw confetti in the air.


Monday, April 4, 2016

The Day Dawns Alone

The day dawns with frost and fog

Blades of grass growing on my soul

Lonely is the heart that grows old and cold

Raptures love avoids a cold heart like the plague

Lonely old women face life with dread

Rise up heart with aflame love will never call your name

Tender is the mercy shown by love not

Sitting on a porch alone

The day dawns

Sunday, April 3, 2016

Rain on Me

Rain on me

Drench me in a thunderstorm of love

Let the wind kiss me as I turn my face to the sky

I am, I am

Rains wench, I am the trollop who beguiles the rain

A tornado skips like my heart as it beats to rain on a tin roof

Flooded with tears, I am, loves torrential down fall
There is no perfect day or sunshine where I live,
I am, I am rains wench

Saturday, April 2, 2016

Broken Hearted

Stormy life of love

Broken hearted                                  

Days of youth wasted

Too old to move

Too old to love

Stormy waves of life’s tragedy

Growing old to young

Friday, April 1, 2016

Melancholy Meadows

Melancholy meadows of dead flowers

Life torn asunder with grief

Weep not for the good times

Pick the flowers of life everlasting and alone

Toiling in the oil of love

Days gone bye
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