I told Laura that for “NATIONAL IRRITATE A FOOD PIC HATER FOOD PIC POSTING WEEK”, known as NIAFPHFPPW, for short, I would have the BEST Sunday breakfast evah!!!
I bet you it will cure a hangover, too.
And this phoned in post concludes my food contributions for NIAFPHFPPW. I can tell you I got some awesome recipes from the bloggers to try in the next few weeks…. Ok, maybe the next few months. If you haven’t been to Bad Bad Juju yet, go….NOW!!
Have a great Friday!! 😀
And I got nothing for today.
Today I am going to the hardware stores in search of stuff for jewelry and Steampunk. Yes, I did say “jewelry”. But not for me. I have plenty. Well, ok…I do need to make some Steampunk style jewelry, so I should pick up more of these:
Oh, and I also have to cook something delish for Yabu. He has a fantabulous contest going on whereby we in the Blogosphere will be posting food pics and recipes!! It’s called the “NATIONAL IRRITATE A FOOD PIC HATER FOOD PIC POSTING WEEK” or NIAFPHFPPW for short. I shall be updating this blog with tonight’s feastology.
This is probably the most rambling post I’ve done this year.
Anyway, until then, have a great one, and feel free to join the foodie fun at Yabu’s!! 🙂
DELICIOUS UPDATE!!!
Slow Cooked Porkchops;
Place porkchops in slow cooker, then layer onions over them, then pour bottle of BBQ sauce over it. Cook on low for 6 hours. Recipe stolen creatively borrowed from Laura a long time ago. Trust me, it is AWESOME!
Oh, and since I didn’t have any dinosaurs or fighter jets, I decided that Carl the Psycho Llama would grace the montage just fine. Tell me I’m wrong.
I dare ya 😉
Compliments of my friend, roamingfirehydrant, who knows what I like!!
It’s like two great tastes, only different. It’s better than using cookies to convince you to come to the Dark Side™. It’s like winning the lottery without buying a ticket. Had the Emperor dressed his clones in kilts, there would have been no Clone Wars, there would have been no Rebel Base, and Alderaan would never have been obliterated. Peace through superior kiltwear!!!
Ok, I think I’ve had enough coffee. Y’all have a great Saturday!! 🙂
I hate having a bad hair day. Seems like those are the ONLY ones I have. In a futile attempt at “styling” my hair this morning, I decided to twist separate wet strands and then roll and pin to my head. I had little cinnamon buns all over my head, which then made me hungry. I went off to try and clean up my work areas and organize my craft supplies, because it’s Eldest’s senior year and I had to get stuff to make her Homecoming mum, among other things. After a while I notice my hair is dry, so like an excited child unwrapping a present, I get all giddy thinking I will look like a gal in a Pantene™ commercial and run downstairs to undo the Cinnaminis™.
Can you say “Mufasa”?? YES, YOU CAN!!!
Seriously, the photo does not capture the fluffiness of the debacle that is my hair. I think next time I will do Cinnabons™ a la Princess Leia. Thank goodness I have no place to be. There’s only so many times I can take hearing “Circle of Life” from laughing kids 😉
My poor dog Lenny had a miserable night. Her ears are infected, and that necessitated a trip to the vet. Thankfully, she loves, and I mean LOVES going to the vet. That wasn’t going to be the issue.
But Hubby’s car is in the shop, and the van has issues, and so Hubby took my Pathfinder to work this morning, which meant I had to borrow a vehicle, which meant my niece’s Isuzu. My niece is 18, just graduated from high school, and does all the seniors-are-cool stuff to her car.
Wait, what??
Great….just great. I get to drive all over town with this. The good news is, no one will recognize me while driving around. It’s a big enough area. Anyway, I get to the vet’s and Lenny is beside herself wanting to make several new friends, including two parakeets, a trio of ferrets, a Scottish Terrier, a huge dog probably bred from bears, and a very nasty cat. I say nasty as in mean, not icky. Her own owner doesn’t like her. Moving on, I go outside to wait for them to bring me Lenny, since the place is packed, and the gentleman that arrived at the same time I was parking struck up a conversation.
Gent: I take it you like to dance?
Me: Well, yes… like most people, I guess.
Gent: Country dancing, huh?
Me: No, more along Big Band and Waltzing, why?
Gent: *points to niece’s vehicle*
Me: OMIGAWD!! Sorry, I didn’t write that. It’s my niece’s vehicle, and I had to borrow it today.
Gent: So does that mean you’re a waltzing babe?
Me: No, it means I am taking that car to the nearest car wash.
Gent: *laughs*
I must have turned three different shades of red. But he had a good laugh, and if I helped to make someone happy, then I win, right?
*For those not familiar, Whataburger™ is a Texas chain, and a lot of graduating seniors always feel compelled to abscond with one of their little numbered table signs. It’s a right of passage 😉
I ain’t dead.
I have been making flowers hosting guests doing school projects relaxing, and didn’t have much to say today.
Oh, the chair out on my lawn is empty, by the way.
Also, I think these are under my skin.
I can see a lot of orders for these in school colors in my future, and they look awesome in grey, in case any moms from the “other” school are wondering.
I may need an intervention 😉
The Nomstress is here, and we get to have some girl time today!!
Hubby: So, what are the plans for today?
Me: I am taking the girls to the Trollbeads store.
Hubby: Uh…
Me: *cuts eyes over to him*
Hubby: That sounds like fun for you!!
It’s a long weekend, and I need to relax. THAT’S FINAL!!
Anyway, gotta jet for now. I have an appointment with the felt department at Hancock Fabrics after the Trollbeads store, and after that, I have an appointment with a glass of wine lemonade. Hope y’all have a good one 😉
I swear to all that is holy, I had to have been a magpie in another life.
A lot of my friends have Pinterest accounts. I don’t. But that doesn’t mean that I can’t access it. Anyone can, and it is made easier by the addition of sections, such as “home decor”, “foods”, “posters”, etc. A friend of mine posted a really cute idea for a table centerpiece, which necessitated I click on it, which then took me to a board called “Miscellaneous crafts & DIY for the home“.
Three hours later, I awoke from my daze. Two hours after that, I returned from the local craft and hobby store after getting supplies for numerous projects: felt flowers, “mercury” glass, paper flowers, tissue canvas project, lamp re-do, etc. The best part: I already have so much crafting crap, I didn’t need to buy a lot!
Courtesy of The Shabby Creek Cottage.
I’m not sure if that’s a good thing or not. Every single time I have good intentions on cleaning up my mess upstairs, something like this happens and all my plans go out the window, which is where Hubby wants to throw most of the mess, anyway. Seriously, y’all remember this, right?
From the mess upstairs that I still have to clean up before Nomstress arrives. Well, guess what? After Pinterest, it miraculously turned into this:
This Pinterest does not bode well for me, I can tell. On the other hand, it does inspire me to create new things with stuff on hand, and gives me ideas for gift-giving. This may be the cheapest least expensive Christmas season ever!!
I just hope no one in my family catches on 😉
Sing a song of sixpence, this ain’t. I’m just going to go ahead and blame Nicole for it, though she found it at Dustbury, who got it from Bayou Renaissance Man, who got it…. Well, you get the idea. But I figure it’s a short meme, and I have been lacking in blog fodder, and it’s bound to cause someone to get an earworm, so WINNING!!
I saved lunch money until I could buy Heat of the Moment, by Asia.
Yep, I still own it. I will NEVER get rid of it.
It’s a statistical tie: Shook Me All Night Long, by AC/DC, and Dance the Night Away, by Van Halen. And I think the latter edges out the former, but not by much.
The Emperor Waltz, by Johann Strauss II. Not a song, but my dad used to play it a lot while I was growing up.
This one is tough. Our song, mine and Hubby’s, is not a traditional love song. And since I wish to keep that tidbit of trivia to myself, I shall go with my second choice: At Last, by Etta James.
Well, since The Imperial March would be too cliché, and Who Wants to Live Forever? by Queen would be too heartbreaking, I shall go with Llama, Llama, Duck.
Y’all didn’t think I would be serious at my own funeral, did you?
I thought about this one for a while. Fire Woman, by The Cult. Smoke, she is arising 😉
I couldn’t pass this up. Gene Kelly would have been 100 years old last week, and so, I give tribute to a great actor, dancer, and director.
Except for Xanadu. I’ll never understand why he consented to be in that atrocity.
Because of him, I always sing in the rain, dance on couches, and dream of a Brigadoon.
Have a great Wednesday!! 🙂
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