I have so many words and thoughts running in my brain right now I’m not sure how I’m gonna get them all out, and how they are going to land.
So of course instead of blogging I cooked instead.
I shall call these avoidance meatballs.
I know I’m not the only one who cooks this way, but I just sort of threw stuff together from the fridge to make them. Started with ground beef and breakfast sausage and added two eggs, ketchup, Worcestershire sauce, Parmesan cheese, blue cheese crumbles and crumbled up cornbread muffins we had leftover from chili the other, um, day. Yeah let’s say day.
Spices? I added minced garlic, salt, pepper, chives, fresh rosemary and a bunch of the “savory” mix from the spice rack. Who knows what that is, but I’m sure it will be good. No, I don’t measure I just throw stuff together until it looks and feels right. I call it the Grandma Baker way of cooking.
Oh, and I deep-fried the little balls of love with Beef Tallow I rendered the other day.
Cause you know, what else are you supposed to do during a snowstorm, right?
I also made avoidance meatloaf. And avoidance baked rigatoni and there is an avoidance chuck roast in the crockpot.
Giant Puppy is only 9.5 months old.
She has a HUGE heavy strong noggin on her.
The other night that giant noggin bopped me in the lower jaw by accident. I was being cuddly and something startled her. Holy. Ouch. I had a bloody swollen lip for several days.
I swear that noggin keeps getting bigger and bigger…
When do Plott Hound/Great Danes stop growing again?
I apologize to the good people of Springville who have no snow. I’ve said out loud several times that I like Anna better than Elsa. Apparently Elsa, knowing that one of the things I love most in the world is—SNOW—decided to teach me a lesson.
No feet of snow.
NOT EVEN SNOWING IN SPRINGVILLE.
The cold air brings out the crazy in our animals.
I believe since this has been the scene here at Weber Wonderland the last few days…
Mimi Cat and Sasha Kitten have entered an agreement for prime space on the couch in front of the fireplace.
And Giant Puppy even decided to curl up neat Tubby Cat without incident.
Miracles do happen. Stay warm my friends!
I’ve had lots of people sharing penguin links on my Facebook feed this past week, so I thought I’d gather them all in one place and share.
14 Reasons You Should Never Mess With A Penguin
Why do seals keep trying to have sex with penguins?
Sweet red wine. Two bottles of hard cider. Cranberries. Apples. Oranges. Cinnamon. Mmmm.
But these roasted peppers? THESE MADE THE KITCHEN SMELL DELICIOUS. HWMMS said that Yankee Candle needs to add this scent to their library.
I woke up this morning (afternoon) to this on the counter. What on earth could HWMMS be drying?
Beef Jerky. At least he TELLS me it’s beef jerky, it looks a little like dog turds to me.
I joined a fantasy hockey league this year, against my better judgment. I can’t even follow the Buffalo Sabres every day when they are sort of playing decent, how will I follow hockey enough to change my team when I don’t even want to watch my own?
Turns out I didn’t, I didn’t watch. And I didn’t switch around my team daily. And somehow, I made it into 2nd place in a league of a whole lot of people.
And it all went downhill from there. Imagine how good I could be if I actually TRIED to play? Hmmmm. Point taken.
So all last week I changed up my players and moved them around when they weren’t on ice. I think I missed one day of logging in to move things around.
Yep. Guess what? I had a terrible week, and I’m now in 10th place.
I saw this Crockpot Pumpkin link on Pinterest and it looked too darn easy. Brilliant!
Let’s see if it works.