Towels are almost dry. YAY! I think I shall attempt risotto for dindin tonight. Or not. I’ve never made it, but it does not look that hard. Plus, I have all the ingredients on hand for a basic risotto with parmesan cheese.
I’m feelin’ adventurous today.
doggio, he wasn’t going woof woof - at least not aloud - but he was definitely twitching. He commented this morning that he’d been dreaming, but he doesn’t remember about what.
**sari **- St. Mary’s county is being promised single digits overnight Monday. Rah. 
It’s all the way up to 32° at the moment, but the sun is out, so we’ll break freezing soon. C’mon spring!!!
I did crawl back in bed for a little while, but Higgs wouldn’t settle down and snooze, so we got up, showered, and went to breakfast. Then we drove to the 24/7 car wash and got the road crud cleaned off the Sonata. I just went thru the fridge and removed the few nasties - oddly enough, there were no science experiments hidden in the back. I also pulled out some peach slices I’d frozen last season. I’m going to make peach french toast casserole for tomorrow’s breakfast.
And I’ve got a poke loin that’ll be rotissed for supper tonight, with the leftovers getting pulled and sauced. But now, I’m going down to organize my studio, since *someone *dumped a bunch of stuff in there that doesn’t belong. I figure I’ll have a little productivity, then assume the knit position.
Well, now I’m up and even though I didn’t fall back asleep my mood is a bit better.
I’m trying to order some things online and either their website or my computer is slow. It’s not helping my annoyance level.
Doggio my friends would love to be known as non-loons LOL. They are a bit zany and crazy, but in a good way. It’s just an impromptu gathering to celebrate the new moon. No howling, no skyclad dancing, it sucks getting old.
FCM it’s all the way up to 26 degrees here. Tomorrow is supposed to make it to 52. I’m so tired of cold. I’m starting to think screw Hagerstown, I’m moving south. Way south, like Belize or something.
**sari **- if you’re heading south, you need to check out swampy’s neighborhood. I hear he throws great parties!! 
I cleared some of the crap in my studio - yay! I really should get my hands back in clay, but it’s cold down there, and working with wet clay is hard on my hands. Plus I have knitting/crocheting to finish. Anyway, I disassembled the stuff that needed disassembling, cut up some of the wood for fire starters in the basement fireplace, stacked the shelving for **FCD **to reuse, and boxed a bunch of 2’ sections of 3/4" conduit - I’m sure they can be used in a future project of some sort.
Where did all that energy come from??? 
Skyclad and 26 would result in…shrinkage.:eek: Which is why I’m not doing the kilt run, just watching.
Ok, we just et bacon wrapped cheesey hotdawgs. They were ok, but it has been decided that if we never eat 'em again that would not be a tragedy. I figure I could fry and crumble bacon, grate cheese, and grill dawgs and get the same results for a lot less trouble than these were to make then bake for twenty minutes. Next adventure for the day will be risotto. Does risotto sound right with bbq chickin? Gonna do some fresh green beans with almonds and pimento as well.
Drive by blurfage. I’m having fun at my Mensa weekend but I hurt majorly. See y’all Sunday eve…
My ribs are a bit better today.
And now back to music work.
Hey, **Capt’n[/b!], I found the Pour House.
Mawnin eerybody, yes I know but humor me. I irked more than thirty hours in two days and just got rolling.
I am stoked. Mumper Musical Meetup season begins in ten days.
Mumper Commune?
Back in a bit
Jim
Yes, and all monies will be safe with me as Treasurer.
Don’t forget to pay your dues. =)
Stick a fork in me.
Dishes are done and the dishwasher is about finished. Poke loin is rotissing. **FCD **is up from his nap and playing in his shop. Higgs is outside being noisy. Life is good.
Risotto is done. It looks and tastes good. Dindin shall be consumed as soon as the rolls are done. We are eatin’ an earlyish dindin cause everybody’s hongry.
The tree rats kept stealing my maters last year. This year I’m getting chili powder.
Men in kilts running? WHY DID NOBODY TELL ME! :mad:
Poke is done but we’re not eating yet because **FCD **isn’t hungry. I may slice it up anyway, and set aside a hunk to simmer in BBQ sauce.
I suspect we won’t be having a real dinner tonight.
Well, we finally have a working washer. Dang near ruptured myself moving it into The Lair…
About to go get lunch and an oven thermometer. I decided I really don’t trust this oven well enough to use it for my clay stuff without checking its accuracy. Lunch at Panda Express sounds good too.
BLURF. Didn’t. Sleep the way
I normally do but did venture out ona little road trip with hubby to irk on a friends ac.
Aching all over. Hoping it’s other he sick but just normal.
I used to know a girl named Risotto. She was Puerto Rican.