Wednesday, January 31, 2007

Chocolate Crunch

The crust on this pie was fabulous, but the pie itself was not that great. It's not that it wasn't good; it was. It just wasn't that great. Sure looks pretty though, no? I'll definitely use the crust again. Here's the recipe if you're interested.

Chocolate Crunch Pie Crust:

• 1/3 cup (5 1/3 Tbsp.) unsalted butter
• 1/2 cup semisweet chocolate chips
• 2 1/2 cups Rice Krispies cereal

Generously mist a 9-inch pie plate with nonstick cooking spray; set aside. Combine butter and chocolate chips in large microwave-safe bowl. Microwave on high setting for 1 to 2 minutes, stirring at 20-second intervals, until melted. Add rice cereal and stir to coat evenly with chocolate mixture. Press mixture into prepared pie plate. Freeze 1 hour.

It snowed here this morning. Big, Fat flakes of snow. Did they predict it on the news and go on and on about it? Nope. Dumb asses. I swear.

It sure was pretty and peaceful-looking while it lasted. It stopped after about a half hour, and none of it stuck. I let the dogs out while it was falling because they always have a great time playing in it.

I'm luxuriating in some free time this week. I got all caught up with work on Monday and have just had a few things trickling in the last couple of days. It's been great!

Something Cool

More of these here.

Monday, January 29, 2007

Abra Kadabra!

And just like that, I have reappeared. I've been busy. 'Nuff said.

Uh...


Um...


Hmmm...


Lemme see now...


And I still have nothing to say! Or share. Or lie about. Okay then. See ya!

Friday, January 19, 2007

Crazy Today

Guess what? People don't want to see a picture of you on your blog every day. Remember that Project 365 I told you about a few entries ago where you take a picture of yourself every day for 365 days? There are other people taking part in this project whose blogs I read, and they deem it necessary to post their picture every day. And it's annoying me for some reason. Maybe I'm just being bitchy today. I've decided the whole project is kind of narcissistic and I'm not doing it. It's not kind of; it IS. At least I had the good sense not to post a picture of myself every day. In fact, I'm never posting a picture of myself again!

You see what I did? I went too far. I got myself all worked up and went over the edge. You should have seen all the stuff I typed and then deleted. Somebody's got a case of the crazies today. Must be hormones. They are evil. They are the devil.

Does the word evil come from the word devil, or the other way around?

I've found a snack that's absolutely delicious. You HAVE to try these. They're even healthy as long as you don't eat the whole can. They have other flavors besides these two, but I can't remember what they are. The wasabi & soy sauce flavor are the best. I found these at Super Target. They don't sell them at the grocery store where I normally shop. Go out and find these. They're worth it.

I feel like I need a nap. And it's only 8:48 a.m. I have a ton of work to do, so I can't go sleep. I slept yesterday until 1:00 p.m. I have no idea what was up with that. Maybe I'm getting sick.

I think this day might suck just a tad.

Thursday, January 18, 2007

Pizza & Taxes

We made these pizzas for supper tonight. They're made on rosemary flavored tortillas, and they were really good. They have Ragu pizza sauce, green olives, green pepper, zuchini, yellow squash, feta, spinach, and mozerella. Barnaby also had sliced roast beef and bacon on his.

I forced Barnaby to work on our tax paperwork yesterday. Now we're just waiting on Chase to send us our 1098 and we'll be ready to turn it in to our tax lady, Patti. Patti has been doing our taxes for the last three years, and she's wonderful. It's well worth the money we pay her to do it and get us a bunch of deductions we otherwise wouldn't, especially with my business.

Wow. Pizza and taxes. I'm officially boring.

Tuesday, January 16, 2007

Dinner Tonight (Recipes)

The soup is on the stove and the cake is in the oven!

Black-Eyed Pea Soup

1.5 lbs ground beef
½ of a large onion, chopped
4 cups water
4 beef bouillon cubes
2 cans black-eyed peas, rinsed & drained
1 28-oz can whole tomatoes, undrained
1 4-oz can chopped green chilies
4 tsp molasses or brown sugar
1 tsp Worcestershire sauce
¾ tsp salt
½ tsp garlic powder
½ tsp salt
¼ tsp each black pepper & cumin

In a Dutch oven or large soup kettle, cook ground beef and onion until meat is well-browned; drain. Add remaining ingredients, smashing tomatoes with your hands. Bring to a boil, reduce heat, cover and simmer for 45 minutes. Serve with a green salad and cornbread & butter.


Chocolate Oil Cake (No egg or milk)

2 cups white sugar
3 cups all-purpose flour
2 tsp baking soda
½ tsp salt
½ cup unsweetened cocoa powder
2 cups water
1 cup vegetable oil
2 tbsp distilled white vinegar
2 tsp vanilla extract

Preheat oven to 350 degrees.
In a large bowl, mix sugar, flour, baking soda, salt and cocoa. Measure water into a large measuring cup, add vinegar and vanilla. Add all to flour mixture. Add one cup of oil. Beat by hand until smooth. Pour into a 9 x 13 pan sprayed with cooking spray. Bake at 350 degrees for 40 minutes or until a toothpick inserted into center comes out clean.
Dust with powdered sugar before serving, or frost with your favorite frosting.

Benny Parsons, 1941-2007

Benny Parsons


I was so sad to hear that Benny died this morning. He really was a lovable man. This was one of his last blog entries:

Small Price to Pay
December
18th, 2006

I was told last week that the aggressive radiation treatments had
completely destroyed my left lung but I am still cancer free.

As my radiation oncologist told me today, John Wayne lived and had a great career with one lung. There is no reason why I can’t do the same. It will take a little while for the right lung to pull the weight for the left lung so until then I will still need to use oxygen when I walk. I won’t need it sitting or commentating races and to me that is the main thing. If given a choice between cancer or losing a lung I would say that I got the right end of the deal.

BP

Monday, January 15, 2007

It Iced!

It really did finally freeze-over last night. I wouldn't call it a winter storm or broadcast 24-hour-a-day warnings over it, but it did ice-up a bit.

I'm going to be a sloth and do nothing but what I want to the rest of the day. I got up a little early and got enough work done, and I have a couple of girls working on some stuff for me, so it's not a total waste of a day. I think I'm going to bake a thing or two. Bread is on the list, and then I'm not sure what. I'd like to make a pot of soup. I'll have to see what ingredients I have in the pantry that I could throw together that would make a nice soup. I bought a soup cookbook a couple of days ago, and I'm still reading through that. I'll probably get a few ideas there.

I'll throw up a few pictures later if anything turns out worthy of a photo and/or recipe post. Stay warm, snow bunnies.

Sunday, January 14, 2007

Another "Arctic Blast"

This is the extent of our "Arctic Blast" this time. Pitiful. And they are still on the air all day on a Sunday with their crack "team reporters" giving live reports from all corners of the DFW Metroplex. It's not even freezing, folks. It's hovering right there on the line of 32 degrees. They still say it's coming tonight, just like they said all day yesterday about last night. Nadda. Zilch. Zero snow or ice.
A better picture of Sammy's eye. I could zoom in or blow the picture up, but I wouldn't want to gross you out. It looks awful, but doesn't seem to bother her in the least. As soon as they stop threatening us with this "Arctic" weather that would bury us any second now, I'm going to take her for a second opinion. Have I said that already in a previous entry? I can't remember, and I'm too lazy to go back and look.

Barnaby is in there rearranging furniture. He's terrible at it, and we always end up fighting. I just decided to come back here in my office and let him do whatever it is he thinks will look good. If I don't like it, I'll just change it when he goes to work Tuesday. Heh. That'll piss him off good. It's better than bickering while we're cooped up in the house for three days because, did I mention, the rain is going to freeze and ice up the roads any second now.

I watched a show about tornados last night. I should know better. I had nightmares about tornados all night. (Did you know that the plural of tornado is correct as t-o-r-n-a-d-o-s or t-o-r-n-a-d-o-e-s? I didn't until I just looked it up, cuz I'm a nerd like that.) I've had nightmares about tornados all my life, but I always do when I watch a show about them before I go to bed. Maybe I need to watch shows about Jeff Gordon right before bed. Hmmm...

Friday, January 12, 2007

Product Review & Cookie Tip

Look at the prolapsed gland in her little eye. Poor thing. The vet says she's too young to go under anesthesia and fix it. I may have to get a second opinion, because it's not getting any better and looks painful. Look at that little soft belly though! Lordie, she's cute. She's also a feisty little thing. I bet she has an attitude when she grows up.


I love these. I keep a bag in my office and one in my bedroom. You can grab one really quick and dust in a jiffy. They're also good for spot-dusting dog/cat hair off of wood floors really quick-like. Tip of the Day: When baking peanut butter cookies, press them down with a meat mallet instead of making that criss-cross pattern with a fork. It's quicker and looks fine. I sprinkle mine with sugar after pressing them.
Tip of the Afternoon: If you are over 45 years old, do not walk off after putting a sheet of cookies in the oven. Even if you set a timer, you will forget to start said timer, resulting in a charred, inedible dozen cookies. You're welcome.

Just like an eight-year-old, I should not be allowed to turn on the oven when Barnaby isn't home. I'm forgetful and dangerous.

Wednesday, January 10, 2007

Pure Joy

I read about an interesting project today, "365 Self-Portraits." You take a picture of yourself every day for a year. I think I may do that. It would be something neat to look at many years down the road. Don't worry. I won't bore you here with a picture of myself every day. Oh, I may post a few here and there when I think I get a good one or an interesting one, but not every day or even often.

There is so much sweetness around my house since Sammi came home that I can hardly stand it. I'm smiling all the time! I'm even smiling at 3:00 in the morning when she wakes up and I take her to pee. She's so funny. She's still very uncoordinated and falls over alot. When she gets a drink out of her bowl, she leans too far forward and her back legs come off the ground. Everything is new to her, and it makes me smile to see the wonder in her face. She bites my nose and my ears. Her little smooshed face is so soft against mine. It's pure joy, I tell you. Pure joy.

Monday, January 08, 2007

Sammi Bugg

Sammi is home! (That's her name now)

Friday, January 05, 2007

Buggs

Check it out: Buggs

Harley sure is cute. He kinda looks like Yoda in the face. I hope ours turns out that cute.

Yes, we're getting one. No, we don't want to hear it. Think whatever you want. You don't have to live here. If you think we haven't put a considerable amount of thought, care, planning and preparation into this decision, you're wrong.

Defensive much?

We've decided to get the little girl dog named Bindi. Except her name won't be Bindi, it will probably be Buggs. That's what you call a hybrid Boston Terrier/Pug mix, and we thought the name would be perfect for a male or female. We could change our minds before she gets here, but for now that's her name. We pick her up on Monday evening.

Hurry Home, Buggs!

Wednesday, January 03, 2007

Expect The Unexpected

Good God, Gert, will the workmen just get outta my house already? And stay out?

The guy from DirecTV was here last night for three freakin' hours. That's AFTER the painters were here most of the day finishing up the tea staining. The DirecTV guy, Keary Magee, was drilling up in the attic FOREVER. (With a 6-foot drill that cost $60, which he dropped and lost down in the wall, and couldn't reach it, and he had to go get another one, and tomorrow is his day off, and and and ...) I know his name and all those other details because he was also a Chatty Freakin' Cathy. You learn alot about people who stay in your house for hours on end. After he left (at 8:00 at night!) he still had to go to some other poor soul's house. He left a mess of insulation, wire clippings, and sheetrock dust all over the place because "his Dust Buster's batteries were dead." Yeah, right. Whatever.

While we were cleaning up, I found his Visa credit card and some gum laying on the floor. I spent another hour trying to get a hold of someone at Visa to call him and tell him we had it. I sure hope I never lose my card. I got the runaround and got transferred to 40 different people and finally cut off. Barnaby put his detecting skills to work on the Internet and found the guy's cell phone number in 5 minutes. He came and picked it up around 10:00 last night when he was finished with his last job. He didn't even ask how we knew his cell phone number.

Now I'm sitting here in my office and I hear an electronic beep in the wall about every 20 minutes where he was drilling and dropping lines. What in the world could THAT be? Maybe he secretly installed a video and microphone and he's spying on us! Maybe he was with the FBI!

What? Me? Paranoid?

Last night I thought he planted that Visa card there on purpose so he could come back and knock on our door late at night and we'd let him in and he'd rob us and shoot us and leave us for dead! I watch too much news. Nobody will ever take ME by surprise though. Unless they do something nice. That would be totally unexpected.

Monday, January 01, 2007

Bring It, 2007!

Pam loves Milky Way Minis.
Too bad she made that no sugar resolution.
Uh-oh.
Doesn't she know the camera is there?
Damn, that must be really good...another one? Get every crumb and have just one more!Pam, where did all the candy go?

I turned the light out at 11:54 last night and was asleep before the new year rang in. Barnaby was asleep before 11:00. We're such party animals. We're wild! And you know what else? The FIRST FREAKIN' DAY of January isn't over yet, and I ate candy. But today is a holiday, right? It's not the REAL first day of the year until tomorrow and everything is back to normal. Yeah, that's it. I'll start tomorrow on the REAL first day of the year.