Mixer and movies

The overly windy weather made this past weekend absolutely perfect for staying indoors and being lazy.  Aside from spending a few hours volunteering at a local radio station fund drive on Saturday morning, Clay and I made it a point not to stray too far away from our living room couch.  Minus a quick 6 mile run on the trail Friday afternoon, I kept all of my running inside on the treadmill.  We were complete homebodies ... and it was completely wonderful!

In short, my weekend could best be summed up in two words: mixer and movies.

Friday night I made a batch of my new favorite cookie, white chocolate Craisin oatmeal.  These cookies are simple to make and actually take less sugar than most other recipes.  I also substituted low-fat butter for margine, and while the cookies aren't by any means super healthy, they're definitely not as bad for you as some of their cookie cousins. The cookies have a granola texture and I made sure to add a pinch more salt than the recipe called for to create a sort of sweet/salty consistency to the taste.  Clay had never heard of white chocolate Craisin oatmeal cookies (that name is quite a mouthful!), and he's such a fan of milk chocolate I wasn't even sure he'd like them. But he loved them! The cookies barely lasted the weekend.  If you're interested in the recipe, Ocean Spray has it posted here.

Saturday night I busted out my Expresso beauty again, and this time the two of us made garlic mashed potatoes to compliment the rosemary porkchops I pan-seared for dinner. Then on Sunday night, my mixer and I ended our wonderful weekend of mixing by blending up cornbread batter so Clay and I would have something to dip into our white chili.

I'm a huge documentary fan and thanks to the Netflix Instant Watch on our Wii, I have access to several hundred documentary films at any given time.  My favorite genre of doumentary is social/culural commentary, and this weekend I watched 3 of them.  First, Clay and I watched a documentary on the evolution of horror films throughout the 20th century that spurred us to rent Pet Cemetry later that night (I love Stephen King and I thought this movie was insanely creepy! Normally older horror movies are so cheesey that I never feel scared, but the concept of this one was spooky from start to finish.) While Clay was watching his sporting events, I watched another documentary about advertising in America called Art & Copy and started to remember why I was so drawn to that industry. And after I finished mourning the loss of my advertising career, I watched this little gem and forgot all of my problems:

Even if you don't like documentaries, please do yourself a favor and rent The Wild and Wonderful Whites of West Virginia. At first I thought I was going to be watching a film about a racist family in the south (the movie description kept referring to the Whites as a "clan"), but it was so much more than that.

According to wildandwonderfulwhites.com:

Shoot-outs, robberies, gas-huffing , drug dealing, pill popping, murders, and tap dancing - what do these all have in common? These are just a few of the parts of being a member of the Wild and Wonderful White Family. The legendary family is as known for their wild, excessive criminal ways as they are for their famous mountain dancing members, including Jesco White, the star of the cult classic documentary, Dancing Outlaw. Exploring both the comic and tragic sides of life on the other side of the law, this stylish, fast-paced family portrait exposes the powerful forces of corruption, poverty, and West Virginia's environmentally and culturally devastating coal mining culture that helped shape the White family, a dying breed of outlaws preserving a dying form of dance.
I read the above description and was like, "You had me at gas huffing."  I think what I loved most about this documentary (other than the fact that this isn't my family), was the incredible juxtaposition of these uneducated, ignorant, self-proclaimed hillbillies and their family legacy of mountain dancing.  You'd think that having a father who was famous for this style of dance would be the perfect reason t try and change their circumstances, but with this family it's just the opposite.  Having a famous father left the White clan with a self-righteous sense of entitlement that kept them bound to a life of drugs and crime.

And I've never been so thankful to have all my teeth.  Just sayin'.


  1. i'm going to be honest, i didn't read your whole post yet, but you NEED to know about "the dancing outlaw." it might have been mentioned in the wild, wonderful whites, but it's brilliant. it features jessco white as a mountain dancer (tap dancing on a piece of plywood in the mountains) and his alteregos (one being elvis). it's ammmmmmmazing. and you have to see it. stat.

  2. Oh, don't you worry! The Wild and Wonderful Whites of West Virginia documentary showcases the mountain dancing. And it's kind of awesome! Which is why I think it's a shame that Jessco (who I think is in prison right now) lets his depression and substance abuse keep him from really embarcing his father, D. Ray White's, mountain dancing legacy.


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