Tag: Family

All I Wanted for My Birthday was Virus Protection

All I Wanted for My Birthday was Virus Protection

Happy 2012 everyone! I'm sorry I've been out of commission lately.  It appears as though some little cyberbeast decided to take up residence in my computer and now that it's fixed, I can get back to business.  Luckily, I only have to trade foodstuffs for top-notch tech work and with lots of time on my hands right now, I can cook up a storm (thank you Fletch)! Oh yeah, and I also celebrated my 29th birthday! Yes, again.  Shut up.  We had a wonderful night and Thomas got to experience 'hibachi' for the first time.   If you could have seen his eyes...Read More
Brief Respite and Breakfast for Dinner

Brief Respite and Breakfast for Dinner

[caption id="attachment_2080" align="alignright" width="300"] I love him... 'cause he's a lot like me.[/caption] I know.  I've been a total Debbie Downer lately and I'm sorry.  Ironically, my snark has been off the charts, but I just don't feel like recounting much of it.  I've been very sentimental.  I guess that comes from seeing so many valued possessions soaked to ruin and/or washed away.  Some things I'm sure we haven't even realized are missing will likely be remembered at a later date -- and we'll say, "oh.  The floods." We did the same thing when our barn burned to the ground in...Read More
Something Old, Something New… yada, yada, yada

Something Old, Something New… yada, yada, yada

We celebrated Thomas'  birthday a few weeks ago - no surprise he's a Taurus, huh? Full of  the bull, my boy is. On his birthday proper, I brought cupcakes to school so his class could celebrate this momentous occasion.  If he can't lose a tooth in first grade, at least he can turn 7.  I didn't want to buy canned frosting, although that would have been easier and the rugrats wouldn't have minded one bit, I'm sure.  I just felt all weird since I'm pretty much a 'from scratch' kinda gal. I did a little research and nothing tickled my fancy.  I have...Read More

When Life Hands You Lemons, Make Lemon Curd!

[caption id="attachment_1664" align="alignright" width="300" caption="Like a burst of sunshine!"][/caption] Top 5 Reasons to NOT COOK: 5) the chef is under the weather (repeatedly) 4) the chef's kid is sick and requires constant attention (also repeatedly) 3) the chef's cat is injured and requires care, including oral antibiotics - which we all KNOW is a near-impossible task 2) doctor and/or veterinary appointments take up much of the day And the Number One reason? 1) extended winter turns simple daily chores  into drudgery I can't be the only one who had the March from hell, right?   One crappy thing after another made me wish I could go...Read More

The DARKest DAY of the YEAR

Just happens to be the FarmGirl's birthday.  Raise your hand if you're shocked by this. That's what I thought. So, my brother and cousin started razzing me years ago about being born on the Winter Solstice because it's the day with the least amount of daylight.  And for some reason, they saw me as a dark person.  (Again, show of hands?)  Could it BE the dry sarcasm?  Real plates are for wussies. Eh.  It's fine.  I am in no way offended.  I am a Solstice Baby.  It's a very magical day, a day of rebirth and new beginnings and clear dream visions,...Read More
Birthday Dinner for the Woman Who Bore the FarmGirl

Birthday Dinner for the Woman Who Bore the FarmGirl

[caption id="attachment_1055" align="alignnone" width="614"] Greenhouses in December[/caption] Yes, that means my mother.... and at times she does indeed bore me.  And me her, I'm sure.  But it's give and take and that's what makes the world go 'round, right? [caption id="" align="alignleft" width="180"] Little Smart Ass. Think it's hereditary?[/caption] Like THIS for example.  I'm so glad I taught my little beast his letters and now he can use them to his advantage.  Or so he thinks.  I found myself staring at THIS lovely display two nights ago.  Everything is spelled correctly, too, so I guess my job here is done. ...Read More
Breaking News….

Breaking News….

  [caption id="attachment_921" align="alignright" width="180"] Mmmm.... Limey![/caption] FarmGirl Stabs Self in Hand with Steak Knife.  Was Sandwich Worth Bloodshed? No.  It wasn't. But the fact that my darling boy had just gotten off the school bus in a pissy mood and was bitching and whining about lunch AS I IMPALED MYSELF led him to feel the most tremendous guilt I've ever seen in a 6-yr-old.  It was amazing.  He danced around like the floor was made of hot coals while offering up bandaids. He was so overcome by emotion that he actually started to tear up.  He KNEW that his yapping distracted me, and although...Read More
C’mon Daddy, Light My Fire!

C’mon Daddy, Light My Fire!

[caption id="attachment_861" align="alignright" width="158"] The Tools of the Trade (meaning, I trade food for repairs): note the all-important cigar (Fletch!)[/caption] Ok, so my dad doesn’t look like Jim Morrison… OR Val Kilmer…  But he IS handy with doors, as he fixed mine only a few short months ago.  The fact that in a previous life The Doors provided good make-out music probably should have led me to a different title, but eh.  I’ve never been known for being PC. And since I’ve got this horrific earworm now, so should you!  <insert evil cackle here> Many thanks to Dad  who re-lit my...Read More
It May LOOK Like Spaghetti…..

It May LOOK Like Spaghetti…..

[caption id="" align="alignleft" width="225"] A lovely autumn day on Celery Ave[/caption] Yeah... Spaghetti squash wasn't a hit with The Boy.  At least he tried it, though, which is an improvement over the last 2 years or so. He even tried Brussels sprouts this week.  Well, not exactly the sprouts.  You see, Brussels sprouts grow on a tall stalk with leaves coming out in a circular fashion, and the sprouts grow right above the stem of the leaf.  As Dad (Farmer Sonny) puts it, a little cabbage grows out of each crotch.  Not so appetizing when you put it THAT way, right?  Anyway,...Read More
Subliminal Messaging in Blogs

Subliminal Messaging in Blogs

.... works to MY advantage!  I feel such a surge of power right now. Guess who came home yesterday to a phone message saying, "It's Halloween, so the westerns are being made right  now and will be keeping warm in the oven whenever you're ready to eat"?  Heh heh heh.  Thanks, Mom! They were delicious.  *sigh*  I eat them open-faced, usually, as I'd much prefer to stuff myself full of greasy, eggy goodness than soft bread.  I had 2 sandwiches with 3-4 westerns on each, the last sandwich consumed while I took Thomas to get a warmer jacket because it was...Read More