An actual Monday morning MMP

Which show is this? I’m sure you told me but I forget.

That is awesome! Heck, even at my lowest adult weight I never ever ran that fast. And now I crawl. My fastest pace at a 5K so far is 15 mins 7 seconds per mile. And most people can walk that fast!

Today I’m going to try to relax a bit this morning and then I’m setting up at the Roller Derby tonight to sell my stuff. This is a one time experiment to see how it goes. If it’s successful, I’ll go back again, if not, then I’m not out too much money and at least I will have been entertained for the night!

The Rugrat and GF just left Indiannoplace, so they’ll be here late afternoon. w00t!

Guess I best get my ass in gear and finish cleaning house. I have carpets to shampoo. :frowning: :mad:

Good Mornin’ Y’all! Up and caffienatin’. YAWN 'Tis 65 Amurrkin out with a predicted high of 88 and sunny for the day. Pool weather!!! YAY!!! Also, as soon as it’s daylight enough which shall be shortly Ima crank up the smoker. Chikin boobs and laigs plus a couple of <snerk> butts <snerk> shall be smoked.

JDD and Partner are comin’ over late mornin’ to hang at the pool with us. I have sammich makin’s for N.O.L. and we shall dine upon smoked chikin, N.O.T. sallit (N.O.T. are boiled and coolin’ down as I post) and steamed asparagus. Oh and I bought a nice loaf of French bread to toast up. JDD and Partner are bringin’ an angel food cake, strawberries and real whipped cream, so strawberry shortcake for dessert even!

nettie when you listed the ingredients you have, my first thought was death chikin. Therefore, the recipe for death chikin follows. It’s in the Mumper Recipe Blog but I cut and pasted for your convenience cause I’m nice (dammit!) like that. :smiley:

Death Chicken
From: eleanorigby

First of all, it’s called Death Chicken because it’s post-funeral food, which is some of the best food on the planet. Not sure about that claim? Go to a random funeral and then go eat something–bound to taste finger lickin’ good. One reason it’s post-funeral food is that it takes awhile to cook in the oven, so you make it, go to the service (skip the graveside) and come home and eat.

Note: do NOT jack with these ingredients until you have made it at least once first. Yes, all of them need to be in it. Go with it. Have a little faith, people–listen to the pastor at that service, mmkay?

Death Chicken:

Line a 9x13 pan with raw bacon–use 6 or more slices (and none of that damned Canadian crap–bacon, folks. Not hickory smoked or maple syrup injected. BACON)
One cup of uncooked (white, not instant) rice–pour evenly OVER the bacon.

Put some chicken pieces on top of the rice. I tend to do boneless thighs and/or breasts. Leave the skin on (or off).
Salt and pepper the chicken a bit.
Sprinkle some paprika over the chicken. No, I don’t know how much. Just keep in mind you’re not making chicken paprikash.

In a separate bowl, mix (whisk) together the following:
1 can cream of chicken soup (I use Campbell’s–I bet you food snobs do too).
1 cup water
little bit o’ garlic salt
pinch o’ nutmeg (you heard me)–I add 2 pinches
1 teaspoon of oregano (dried)
2-3 tablespoons of dried parsley flakes (or fresh parley)

Mix until smooth (I actually whisk the soup and water together and then add the spices. It seems sensible.), then POUR mixture over chicken, covering rice (get in the corners).

Cover tightly with foil-heavy is better. Do not peek with this recipe!

Place in a 300 degree oven for 2 hours (I have done 350 for an hour, but it’s not as good).
The house will smell divine. You will inhale this. No lie.

Now I need more caffiene and rumbly tummy is growlin’ at me. Then, I must needs get to smokin’.

What do Satan and I have in common today?

We’re both smokin’ <snerk> butts! <snerk>

Happy Sattidy Y’all!

I don’t have bacon but I think I will combine this with the previously mentioned chicken recipe and make it my own

Happy Saturday or not.

It’s 62 degrees out and looks like rain.

I need more sleep.

Blurf. Dogfriend is an a-hole and woke me up at 5:30 so he could eat a bunch of grass and then throw up in our building’s entryway. I kept him outside for as long as I could because he’d eaten so much grass, but finally decided that I needed coffee and if he was eating the grass to stimulate the puke-switch, he would have done it by now. He started hoarking halfway up the stairs, and I almost got him all the way outside. We were so close. Dammit.

Today there will be cleaning and preparation for next weekend’s trip. I have extraneous-stuff-packing to do, and while I would usually make time in the middle for a big ol’ SAN (Saturday Afternoon Nap), I’ve been on nicotine patches and they make it impossible to fall asleep in the middle of the day. Sigh. I really miss my naps.

So for now, I will go organize things and maybe think a little bit about actually cleaning some stuff before stores open and I can start completing my various errands.

Did I already say blurf?

It’s supposed to be sunny, so why is it cloudy? Also now we have a fifty percent chance of rain/tstorms/apocalypse tonight. Weird weather.

In other news, smoker is smokin’ away. Chikin shall be done probably between ten and eleven this mornin’ and shall go into a big slow cooker set on warm. The <snerk> butts <snerk> should be done around twoish this afternoon and wll be wrapped in heavy duty foil, allowed to cool and then go in da freezer. Next weekend all that will need to be done is to thaw ‘em, chop ‘em, sauce ‘em and let ‘em get all warmed up in a slow cooker whilst pool partyin’ is happenin’. Of course I face the chore this evenin’ of cleanin’ up the smoker but hey, such is life.

Apes no bacon!!! I do not comprehend that concept. How can there be no bacon!!! The sheer horror! :eek:

One of my clients killed a mouse the house.
Then his wife found the nest with 6 little baby mices in it.
He wanted to throw them out in to the snow but she wouldn’t have it so off they went to the pet store for kitty formula and the teeniest nipples they could find.
So the 3 days a week I let the dogs out I was also trying to feed teeny tiny pink hairless baby mice, who are incredibly quick.
Trying to feed them without drowning them was a challenge, then trying to stimulate them to poop was even more fun.

None of them survived.

It was an interesting experience.
I have no idea what they were going to do with any that did survive.

You know, by adding a tail to the “i”, “Ohio” becomes “oh no”’ which is pretty much what I think of the state! Of course, waking up to the wrong end of a state troopers gun can do that to a person! :eek: :mad:

You made a typo by adding three extra letters, “mis”. :smack:

Polar decided it was a fine idea to wake me up at 5:40 this morning. :rolleyes: Thank goodness for coffee.

I thought I didn’t have any real plans for this weekend; however, we are now doing dinner a movie with our friends this evening and tomorrow we’re doing another movie with our son.

My husband keeps asking me what I want for my birthday, and I honestly can’t think of a thing. Well, anything that’s truly affordable. I’d like new flooring and new appliances, but that is waaaaay beyond the budget. I’d like a new i-touch, but again, I’m not willing to spend that. We spent a lot of money last weekend and with the furlough starting, I am extremely uncomfortable spending anything on frivolous stuff.

Marvel comic news.

Did I spell that correctly? :slight_smile:

No - Bert’s. :stuck_out_tongue:

Good morning! It’s overcast and we’re promised rain and t-storms variously over the next 3-4 days. Rah. I just finished making 8 jars of strawberry jam. **FCD **has been futzing in the basement, but I think he’s napping now. I need to vacuum and spot-clean the carpet. I also need to do laundry, but no hanging it out today, alas.

Overall, I foresee a lazy day, which works for me. :smiley:

Happy Saturday!

Turkey tail crisis inSamoa.

I am greatly relieved.
:slight_smile:

We barely have money for milk. Bacon is a luxury

So a sunny, warm beyoootiful Spring day is now a cloudy potentially stormy Spring day. :dubious: Oh well. It’s all cloudy out and by around oneish we should have rain/tstorms/apocalypse. JDD and Partner are still comin’ over to hang out but it won’t be at the pool. Fortunately we can still be [del]drunken sots[/del] silly, funny and carefree just as well inside as outside. :smiley:

Chikin is all done and in the slow cooker to keep warm. The <snerk> butts <snerk> should really be done in about an hour. It all smells so yummerific! Also, I decided to mow da yahd bein’ as it’s all cloudy and not hawt out. Go Me!

However, I’s tahrd now.

I just went out practicing driving with my mother. Changing lanes is so damn nerve-wracking. Honestly, I have no idea how anyone can drive without feeling like a panic attack is coming on every 5 seconds. :frowning:

Was it weird being in the car with your mom?

I’ve been driving for over twenty years, and I still hate changing lanes. Everything else, you get used to. Although I don’t think I will ever get the hang of parallel parking correctly.

After much thinking on the subject, I decided it was better to get a new computer now than after my current laptop departs this mortal coil. So I just went ahead and got a teeny tiny new laptop that has the misfortune of coming with Windows 8, so I’m going to spend the rest of my afternoon learning how to use that and getting all my music transferred. Since this one still (mostly) works, I think I’ll just leave all my rarely-used documents on here (as well as on my external drive because I’m not an idiot) and start nice and fresh. Roomie is about to go have lunch with her dad, and I’ve got a couple hours to just sit at the kitchen table and familiarize myself with my tiny new tile-having friend.

I’m kind of used to it, I suppose. Or perhaps being kind of scared of driving itself cancels out any weirdness?

I did practice parallel parking with my driving teacher yesterday, and actually didn’t do too badly at it.

I have a 4-day weekend filled with stuff to do. Now back to my music arrangement. :slight_smile: