…don’t let the door hit you in the butt on the way out. This has been one of the most difficult years I can remember. You know those online tests you can take to determine how many life-altering events you’ve experienced and how that increases your stress level? We had a boatload of those this…
The pork roast turned out good, y’all. It was a little dry because something was off on the recipe – either the roast we had was too lean or something. It was supposed to cook for 30 minutes, turn over & baste, cook for 1 hour, turn oven down, baste & cook for 90 minutes….
Yeah, right. But, it could happen. IN MY MIND. < /eddieizzard> So I got these cookbooks from Steve for Christmas. Because I have this feeling that I actually need to be cooking for my family – y’know, making family dinners & stuff. Which, if you know me, is incongruous. I not only don’t cook, I…
I don’t know. Don’t ask. Just what popped into my head when I thought “title…need a title….” Christmas was good. The kids were good – not too whiny – I was relatively relaxed, I felt loved and enjoyed giving people their presents. What’d I get? Steve bought a new kitchen suite from Costco. It’s lovely:…
and what a shocker…..I’m sick again. It hit like an offensive lineman late afternoon on Christmas Day. A lovely nest of fiberglass and wool right at the top of my windpipe. Plus a legion of trolls attempting to pick-axe their way out of my sinuses. Blurgh. We had an absolutely lovely Christmas & I took…