Archive for November, 2008

He says he never takes a good picture.


(and he’s going to kill me when he sees this.)


Eat some green bean casserole for me.

Y’all, thanks to Alton Brown, I now have a defrosted turkey and I’m currently cooling a brining solution to soak it in overnight. 

I am SO going to rock the turkey thing this Thanksgiving.

Happy Thanksgiving!


Rock Band 2…


for the Wii…

in time for Christmas…?


Yeah.  Not going well.   We may have to go old school and get the first Rock Band.  Poor kids.  What a deprived life they lead.


So there is this show on Noggin called Toot & Puddle.  And while it’s a very nice show that is popular with the four year old crwod, I can’t help but giggle at the title.  To me, toot and puddle are words that make me think of, well… bodily functions and fluids.

It must be the twelve year old in me that finds it so funny.  I spend all day trying to discourage a classroom full of four year olds from using potty words, and then along comes this show.  Now they all tell me every day about the episode of Toot they watched today. 

Thanks, Noggin.


In my last post I just happened to mention in passing that I’ve been sick with a cold for what seems like forever now.  But in reality, it has been forever.  It’s been since mid-October, at least.  And while several other people have had it and then recovered, I’ve just been slogging along, coughing all the while.  As of Sunday, I really thought I had turned a corner and was getting over it.  And maybe I was.  But Monday morning came, and I was coughing all over again.  Only this time, it feels a little different; like maybe it’s a whole other cold with a different kind of hacking cough.  Oh, and a stuffy nose, for good measure.

And so I have a cold.  And all was fairly well.  (Except for the fact that I’ve missed work.)

But now my son has a cold.  And he’s running a low grade fever.  And he’s very, very tired.  I have visions of pneumonia dancing in my head.  Also, I’m thinking about all the missed school and work — especially the missed work.  It is also very torturous to have a sick child, as I’m sure many of you know.

And work…yikes.  They’re very shorthanded right now, and I’ve requested so much time off that I dread calling my boss.  As of now, I’m thinking there is going to be a classroom full of four year olds just kind of hanging out while one of their teachers is on vacation and the other is at home wishing her sick child would hurry up and get better.

But I’m getting ahead of myself.  He’s not even officially sick yet.

Anatomy lesson.

I got such a kick out of this:


More at Unplggd, if you’re so inclined.

Comfort food.

Has the weather turned cold where you are?  It is finally cold here — well, this week it is; next week could bring something totally different, weather-wise — and I’ve been suffering with some sort of cold/death-virus for several weeks now.  I tell you this so you can get a picture of why I have spent the evening searching for comfort food recipes.  Cold weather + cold virus = cravings for warm, yummy food.

This is the recipe that has me drooling all over my keyboard: Slow Cooked Brisket and Onions.  And it is proof that I am not feeling like myself, because I never crave brisket.  Chocolate, now that I almost always crave, but brisket?  Only when I’m surrounded by cold.

Recipe via