First things first...Fozzie is under the impression that I am using photos of him as a vehicle to make fun of him. He has asked me to respect his privacy and cease the paparazzi.
Let's see what else has been going on around here. I tried to make lo mein. I thought the challenge was going to be that I was missing two key ingredients, but alas, there was more in store for me. I didn't spend a lot of time gazing at the noodles through the package, so I didn't notice that they were tied in little bundles...
...until after I carefully cut the top off and dumped the contents of the package into the boiling water. Ahhhhhhh! Noodles that only need to cook for three minutes stick together very quickly, especially when they are wrapped in plastic bands together. together. It is also kind of warm to the touch to try to take plastic off of noodles that are submerging in boiling water. Then I had to cook them a little longer trying to pry them apart. Basically, we don't even need to talk about the actual flavor of the finished product.
I decided to make a very lofty list of goals before our company came over the weekend...
I don't think it is a good sign when you start heckling yourself on your own to-do list.
Speaking of our company, look at the bagels they brought...mmmmmmm...carbo coma...zzzzzzzzzz!
What else is on the counter? Emergency s'more!
Believe it or not, I don't always need a lot of chocolate. I love the flat marshmallows for the microwave s'mores.
I had my husband take a picture this morning to show how glorious my right hand looks after letting my latest injury rest overnight. Wanna guess how I sprained my finger and got that lovely puff of knuckle? Go ahead, guess...I'll be here....
You know what? No offense, but I don't think you're going to guess. I was shoving laundry into the washing machine and something must've tried to leap back out and bent my middle finger rather far back. As if laundry and housework is not painful enough! On that pathetic note, I am going to get some ice.
Grab a glass of wine and go visit Stacy!
But, Fozzie is so cute! Oh that must have hurt when you took your clothes out and bent your finger! Still looks like it hurts. Got my wedding ring stuck on something once that way. I knew there was a reason not to do laundry!
ReplyDeleteFirst, there is definitely not enough chocolate on that smore. Did you eat it all and not have enough left? And whats with the square flat marshmallow?? Really, I've never seen one. Its genius btw. Now the finger.....Ouch. But you should have let us guess. I was imagining sprained it trying to get the lid of a chocolate syrup jar, or in a fist fight at the local donut shop, or.......bitten by a creepy monkey (my personal favorite)
ReplyDeleteI agree that the s'more needs more chocolate.
ReplyDeleteWhat were you thinking, doing laundry? You could have been hurt worse! I hope that your finger heals soon!
You really do need more chocolate in that s'more. Maybe you could heckle yourself about that on a to do list. :)
ReplyDeleteOh no! I've got a child's size finger splint if you need it! Looks like you have little hands. Or was that Fonzie?
ReplyDeleteFLAT MARSHMALLOWS?!?!?!?!
ReplyDeleteI must have these in my life.
I hate it when the laundry attacks...and mocks me from the couch, too! Bad, bad, bad, laundry couch. More chocolate and marshmallows puleeze:)
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