(Old) Meticulously Monday the MMP!

Thank you for posting this … because the other day I was trying to remember the name for those things (“tip of the tongue syndrome”) and was driving myself bonkers.

Way to bring out my inner teenaged brat. { stomps off, muttering “You ain’t the boss of me!” }

That’s very innovative. Raising livestock for the dinner table - it’s not just for cattle ranchers anymore!

YAAYYYY!! I totally missed roasting any pumpkin seeds for myself last autumn and was sad about it all winter. Must not let that happen again.

I love (my version of) home-roasted seeds.

Ha, me too, sorta - I didn’t get to bed till close to 5 a.m. last night, too! And woke at roughly 9 ish.

Got a short nap after several hours of being up - hopefully I’ll get a better version of my beauty rest tonight.

Yum.

Where’s mine?

I sorta parsed this as a “bacon SUB” and was like, sure, you can wrap pancakes around bacon and call it a sub sandwich, I guess. { shrug }

You probably have a knack for explaining things in a way that works particularly well for his brain.

Some people just “click” better with certain people’s explanations than others - maybe it’s the wording, maybe it’s the tone of voice - even when it’s the same information being given.

I laughed way harder at this than was dignified.

Didn’t you have her set up in a room with a closed door, when you 1st brought her home?

Just do that again. No reason to worry.

Are there still plans to get that hospital bed? IIRC they have rails to prevent falling, and illegal & unlicensed unassisted excursions …

That’s friggin’ genius.

NICE!

Do you have the means to freeze some of your produce, to have for later, leaner, times?

Or, if you need a new hobby for all that free time, I hear home-canning can be quite rewarding …

Other than misbehaving in the sauce, may I ask what happened to your cheese?

My favorite thing about parm is the little crunchy crystals … did it lose those?

Some of us are under the weather, some of us are improving … and so it goes, 'round and 'round.

Bravo!

I don’t think I’ve ever had a Manhattan, but Monks sure seems to enjoy his 'nip.

Now I have double-FOMO.

Forgive me if I’m forgetting some logistics with your household, but couldn’t you just go without him, while he sleeps through his misery?


Found the 1st fallen acorn today. :slight_smile: Autumn. Is. Coming.

Yay!

(What? No “acorn” emoji?)

Today was Sweet Manager’s birthday (and she’s working open → close tonight!) so there were many sugary treats, to round out the several “ooops!” pizzas that made their way to the break table.

Among other things, some Oreo popcorn (?? didn’t get around to trying that, although I was curious) and a pan of caramel swirled brownies in a pretzel crust that I swear gave me diabetes just looking at it.

Nevertheless, I brought home a tiny - I mean, about 2 Tbs portion - of the brownie, to give myself the full-blown diabeetus try later tonight.

In healthier eatin’ news, someone also made for her what has apparently become something of a birthday tradition between them (I remember it from last year) and it’s a … raw veggie “pizza.”

The crust is (shhh!) Pillsbury - they apparently make a version of their whomp croissants in an unperforated full-sheet form, for applications precisely such as this - baked, cooled, then smeared with cream cheese & covered with very finely diced raw veg of all kinds: red peppers, radish, carrots, broccoli, etc. Served chilled.

Probably the healthiest thing I’ll eat all year, and quite tasty even to this dedicated non-herbivore.


Alright, time to abandon you lovely folks to your fate kill some zombies rustle up some sort of food for the house panther, approx. 43,892 soft-furred ratties, and, eventually, I suppose, me.

ETA I forgot a vaguely-funny to share … this is probably only funny to math nerds.

Had an order that included beef fries (a.k.a. steak nuggets) with an extra packet of A-1 sauce to go along with what’s automatically included.

To mark the bag, we write:

BF + 1x A-1

… and tell me that doesn’t look like the most psychotic algebra.

(Ms. Wormwood: “Solve for ‘F’ please.”)