You know you want a Crooked Acres holiday postcard. YOU KNOW YOU DO. You better hurry up! (And yes, of course I’m happy to send cards to other countries!) Send your name and mailing address to hollydays@gmail.com .
I’ll take names and addresses until December 20th.
If you’d like to send me a card as well (never ever required, but always appreciated – I don’t keep track of who does and doesn’t send a card, I promise!), send it to: Robyn Anderson, PO Box 461, Athens, AL 35612 USA.
Glenda mentioned in my comments yesterday that she’d tried – and really liked The Pioneer Woman’s Restaurant Style Salsa, which reminded me of something I’ve been meaning to mention to y’all.
Back in the late part of Summer/ early Fall, I made and canned a big batch of this salsa, right here. And yes, I used canned tomatoes and not fresh tomatoes, because despite the 6,000 tomato plants I planted in the garden this summer, I never ended up with enough tomatoes to use to make salsa.
I made salsa using that recipe, using canned tomatoes, and when everything but the hot peppers had been added, I divided the salsa into two, and I made a batch of “hot” using, I think, habanero peppers. And in the other half I may have added one or two jalapenos. Then I labeled the habanero batch as “hot” and the jalapeno batch as “mild” and I canned them.
And Fred pronounced it the best salsa I’ve ever made. He said it’s so good that even though the mild stuff is, well, mild and although he usually turns his nose up at mild stuff, he’s been eating the mild salsa because he says even the mild version is awesome as hell.
So in case you’re looking for an easy and tasty salsa to make and can, thereyago.
Yesterday, I glanced in my Search Meter to see what people had been searching on recently, and found that there had been several recent searches where people were clearly looking for the link where I got the cat hammocks.
They’re technically called “Ham-Micks”, and you can get ’em here.
They’re a big hit with our cats – we’ve got three of them, one in the computer room, one in the front room, and one in my bedroom, and they all get a lot of use. Cats of all sizes (from Patty Peppers to Elwood) use and love them. We highly recommend the Ham-Micks!
Other searches were for “cat pee cleaner” – you’re probably looking for Nose Offense or you’re looking for the make-it-yourself stuff, which is 16 oz. hydrogen peroxide, 1 T baking soda, 1 tsp dishwashing liquid, mix it up, soak the offending item with the mixture, and let it dry.
“Cat fountain” – we use and like the Cat Mate, but I am looking at this Cat-It fountain because it’s so inexpensive and has really good reviews and I can never be satisfied with what I already have (and to be honest, the cats are kind of ignoring the Cat Mate lately for some reason.)
“Outside Momma theme song”. Well, if I MUST share it!
That video has been viewed about 600 times, and probably 575 of those were mine. Cracks me up EVERY TIME.
“Diabetus.” Yes, Kara strongly resembles Wilford Brimley. The older she gets, the more she looks like him.
The Sons are coming around, slowly but surely. They’re less flinchy, and now when I walk into the room and sit down on the floor, they come over and sit near me and look up at me. They even let me pet them, though they’re not sure whether they like it or not. Tig’s the holdout and prefers to watch from a distance, but I can feel his resolve cracking when he sees Clay flop over onto his back for a belly rub.
Considering coming over for some petting.
The little tailless behinds are just the cutest things ever.
Gorgeous.
“Hey! Lady! You come here and pet me!”
Jax in the sun. (Gorgeous.)
Tig, keeping an eye on me from afar.
Gorgeous. I probably hadn’t mentioned that.
Charlie Peppers will snuggle with anyone or anything. In a pinch, some socks make a perfectly fine body pillow for the boy.
Don’t you just love his sweet little face?
Elwood the grump.
Grumpy, grumpy, grumpy.
You don’t see a lot of cats with double chins.
Ellie-bellz.
Previously
2010: Somewhere, Roger Ebert is covering his eyes in horror.
2009: No entry.
2008: No entry.
2007: The vet tech said that Stinkerbelle was a beautiful cat, and I could see Fred’s ego swell to twice its size.
2006: I think we’re making progress.
2005: It’s hard to resist a chunky little orange kitty.
2004: (I’m not that much of an asshole. But it sure is fun to imagine!)
2003: Yet another meme.
2002: But I’ll say this – if your kitten is suffering from anal leakage, y’all, TAKE IT TO THE VET.
2001: No entry.
2000: “Why does it smell lemony fresh down here?”
1999: Martha Stewart would take one look at my tree and sob loudly, I’m sure.