This late in the season and still nothing. Nada. Zilch. Zip.
I'm bummed. And here I was wishing for a BIG snow storm during my 3 days off. I even have a new book, all ready to read.
That Paladin, he must be hogging all the good snow. No fair.
07 December 2011
Goody Day
It's very late. Bug and Tim have long gone to sleep and Wiggy stayed out here with me. Everyone is snoring, and my well-aged pizzelle iron quietly rattles, as it cooks my last two cookies.
Wish I had smell-a-blog because this batch is made with organic vanilla (not anise), and the house smells wonderful.
Tomorrow is Goody Day at Tim's job, and I've got 104 pizzelles all wrapped and ready. Along with 44 more that I made special, just for him to have here at home.
Meanwhile, it's 2:30 in the morning and way past my bedtime. I best get in my jams and hit the slab.
Merry Christmas & Happy Eating.
Wish I had smell-a-blog because this batch is made with organic vanilla (not anise), and the house smells wonderful.
Tomorrow is Goody Day at Tim's job, and I've got 104 pizzelles all wrapped and ready. Along with 44 more that I made special, just for him to have here at home.
Meanwhile, it's 2:30 in the morning and way past my bedtime. I best get in my jams and hit the slab.
Merry Christmas & Happy Eating.
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06 December 2011
3 Days Off
And they're smack in the middle of the week, which I don't like. But I'm fixing to make something good of them, just the same.
Tim needs pizzelles for work, my lab is a mess, and I haven't done a damn thing to closeout the blanket business. Toss in naps and puppy playtime, and this could work.
Meanwhile, Tim might be home for lunch today and I didn't fix anything. So leftover organic egg salad with sweet tea, it is. But what I really want is a hamburg with cheese.
Until next post, here's hoping your day is productive and fun.
Tim needs pizzelles for work, my lab is a mess, and I haven't done a damn thing to closeout the blanket business. Toss in naps and puppy playtime, and this could work.
Meanwhile, Tim might be home for lunch today and I didn't fix anything. So leftover organic egg salad with sweet tea, it is. But what I really want is a hamburg with cheese.
Until next post, here's hoping your day is productive and fun.
04 December 2011
Giving Tim the Bird
Here's the bird I roasted with Hungarian sweet paprika. I used a cast iron skillet and added chunky potatoes with onions.
Notice something missing from the bird? I always remove the wings before roasting. Yeppers, I do. I'd rather eat them later in a group, on a Saturday night, watching NetFlix with Tim.
And that makes it 38 to go, folks. Thanks for reading.
Cheers & Boogie Boogie.
Notice something missing from the bird? I always remove the wings before roasting. Yeppers, I do. I'd rather eat them later in a group, on a Saturday night, watching NetFlix with Tim.
And that makes it 38 to go, folks. Thanks for reading.
Cheers & Boogie Boogie.
03 December 2011
Sherlock Holmes Quiz 1
In this 1955 episode, Dr. Watson was told that Holmes was last seen beating a corpse.
To win a broken toaster, a rusty nail and three doorknobs, tell us why?
To win a broken toaster, a rusty nail and three doorknobs, tell us why?
Dig My New Banner
Is that Wonder Woman on my banner, wearing a Santa hat? You bet your sweet cheeks it is.
Merry Christmas & Boogie Boogie.
Merry Christmas & Boogie Boogie.
02 December 2011
Love My Job
Today was a good day. Had greenhorn two and then got to stay late and move over to prep. Oh yeah, life is good. Love my job.
Love it, love it, love it.
Meanwhile, here's hoping Poopyhead remembers to bring home pizza, because I'm Starvin'Marvin. I'm gonna gobble half a pie, oh yeah.
Gobble, gobble, gobble.
But first, I best be getting to my chores. Even have off tomorrow with Tim. Do I hear candy cane latte while reading cookery magazines, at Barnes?
I think I do.
Well folks, that concludes post 163. See ya at 164.
PS: Click The Dog Ate My Map, to read Tim's post. This happened after writing this post but before the pizza.
Love it, love it, love it.
Meanwhile, here's hoping Poopyhead remembers to bring home pizza, because I'm Starvin'Marvin. I'm gonna gobble half a pie, oh yeah.
Gobble, gobble, gobble.
But first, I best be getting to my chores. Even have off tomorrow with Tim. Do I hear candy cane latte while reading cookery magazines, at Barnes?
I think I do.
Well folks, that concludes post 163. See ya at 164.
PS: Click The Dog Ate My Map, to read Tim's post. This happened after writing this post but before the pizza.
01 December 2011
Skull & Bones
Dig these babies. Tim bought me this groovy ice cube tray to make doggy treats. And lucky for me, the pups think ice cubes are treats. Sometimes I hide tiny pieces of doggy food inside, just to surprise them.
They are so spoiled.
Not much else going on today. Spicy chicken for supper, third greenhorn arrives next week, and 42 post to go.
Rah.
They are so spoiled.
Not much else going on today. Spicy chicken for supper, third greenhorn arrives next week, and 42 post to go.
Rah.
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