Debbie and Brian got here safe and sound, and their flight actually landed several minutes early. We came back to the house and they got the grand tour, then I finished making dinner. The casseroles were made, just needed to be popped into the oven. The only real cooking I had to do was the green beans. When we sat down, I said “I feel like we don’t have enough food…” and Fred said “There are no rolls? We should have rolls!” and I said “I GAVE YOU THE LIST OF WHAT WE WERE GOING TO HAVE LAST WEEK AND YOU SAID NOTHING ABOUT NO GODDAMN ROLLS SHUT UP!”
So, no rolls. Also, no deviled eggs. My hard-boiling tricks work really well, but when there’s like ten minutes between the time the egg is laid and then goes into the water to be hard-boiled, all the oil and baking soda in the world is going to save that egg. I was able to salvage one egg for cheese spread (which we never actually got around to making, but will do at a later point, I think) and then I got so frustrated at the eggs sticking to their shells that I mashed them up, shell and all, and Fred fed them to the chickens.
We had chicken and rice casserole for dinner, and we just happened to be sitting so that as we were eating, Debbie could see out the computer room window at the chickens running around, and Fred for some reason felt the necessity to talk about how the chicken we were eating had been running around just a few days ago, and Debbie turned a little green and started pushing her chicken around her plate instead of eating it.
We know how to treat our guests!
(Debbie informed me that she did eat all her chicken and rice casserole, though!)
Later, Debbie got to see us herding chickens (and she witnessed the magic of SCOOP HANDS). Since it was so warm yesterday, Fred let the little chickens out of the coop and so we had to teach them that dark time means going-inside time. I’m sure it’ll take a couple of weeks before they understand that, and then it’ll be time to move them out to the big coop and traumatize them all over again.
We spent the evening hanging out and watching TV. The cats are adjusting to Debbie and Brian pretty well – Miz Poo, especially, likes Brian. Actually, all the cats like Brian. I’m trying to convince him to become a vet and move down here to give us free vet care, but he doesn’t seem inclined to do that. Debbie reported this morning that Stinkerbelle actually sat within a few feet of her last night. The cats were active, but it doesn’t sound like they bothered anyone but me, so that’s good.
(WHY must cats make so much noise when they groom? WHY?)
So today we’re off to have breakfast and do a few fun things. We’re going to have a nice, relaxing day, and the Comment-Answering Extravaganza will have to wait ’til next week. Try to live with the pain, okay?
Sugarbutt advises you to just take it easy.
Previously
2007: And now life may return to normal, if you please.
2006: No entry.
2005: Such a dork, I am.
2004: I had oyster dressing and mandarin muffins for breakfast yesterday and then again for lunch, and a better Christmas day breakfast does not exist.
2003: Is it a sign of old age that I’m this excited about getting a new vacuum cleaner?
2002: No entry.
2001: No entry.
2000: No entry.
1999: No entry.
Glad to hear your sis and nephew finally made it in. Hope you have a real good time with them these next few days!!!
Have a great time… by the way, Boogs has not had a website update in OVER A MONTH. I am surprised he hasn’t kicked your azz yet…… lol…
What can I do to keep my 8 mo old kitten, “Snickers” (He send you his Christmas photo) from chewing up paper. He is also into distroying book corners. Last week it was the spine of a library book. We had to shut him away from the Christmas tree as he was ripping off the wrappings on the gifts. Help! I need advice.
Catsy,
My cats are 12 and still like chewing up paper, destroying books, and unwrapping presents. The best advice is to keep the stuff you want to keep away from the cat. I don’t think you can “train” them not to do it.
Question for you…
I was reading your egg salad recipe, and I noticed that the yolk part of your eggs is very yellow. I seem to remember you guys (maybe fred?) commenting that the yolks of your fresh eggs were a much darker color? The reason I’m asking is because we get fresh eggs here in England from the dairy down the road, and the yolks are SO dark they’re more of a burnt orange color than yellow. Even when boiled. I’ll have to take a pic for you.
Egg yolks will be more or less yellow depending on what the hen ate. Lots of corn (high in carotenoids) in chicken feed will result in yellower egg yolks. If memory serves, flaxseed also has a lot of carotenoids and will darken egg yolks.
Where I live in Canada, the preference is strongly towards really pale yolks. The regional preference for egg yolk colour fascinates me. Visitors to my part of the world are often disturbed by how light our eggs are. (As I would be by a burnt orange coloured yolk).
i don’t really notice the cats grooming, but several times a week, and sometimes several in one DAY, I’ll yell “ABBEY STOP LICKING”. Or Diesel, whichever. SO irritating.