Tuesday, November 8, 2011

Weekend? Wha' weekend?

Nothing like having house guests from Friday night to Monday morning to make the weekend vanish into thin air!  I, of course, had forgotten that the fiber fest they were part of was a two-day affair.  Sigh.  At least I got to try out some new recipes and all were big hits.  Friday night, I made my favorite pulled pork recipe - from Sylvia - that is so completely idiot-proof that it's impossible to get it wrong.  All you need is:  a crockpot; a large onion chopped; a boneless pork roast or tenderloin (mine was about 3.5 lbs), one bottle of beer, one bottle of your favorite BBQ sauce, two minced garlic cloves, and salt and pepper.  Put all ingredients in your crockpot, turn it on low and let it go for 10 hours.  Voila!  Haul out the pork, pull it apart with two forks and put it back in to heat through.  I served it with homemade coleslaw and pumpkin cornbread.  Everyone had seconds of everything - 'though I had to abstain from the cornbread.

Saturday was dealing with another long list at the folks', a trimmed-down version of my Saturday chores, then home to make dinner number two - roast chicken with pomegranate molasses, mashed cauliflower with cheddar cheese, oven roasted Brussels sprouts and chunky apple cake for dessert.  I did put on my big girl pants and have a small piece of the cake (how could I NOT????)  Those pants were awfully uncomfortable later, but it was worth it, I tell you.

Sunday I was less adventurous -- I did have to get some things done around the homestead -- and made a big pot of soup with grilled cheese sandwiches, and leftover cake  for them with vanilla ice cream - for me - for dessert.  I sent the rest of the cake home with them out of self-defense.  I forgot to send the pumpkin cornbread with them, so the chickens will be happy with their treat tomorrow, ungrateful beasts.  Some heartening news, in a back-handed way:  their chickens are not laying a single egg, either.  First time it has happened to them, too.  Misery loves company.

It was so much fun to be able to have rousing conversations into the night!  Sheep!  Dogs!  Fiber!  Heaven! I spend so much of my time at home alone, that I was almost sad to see their visit end.  Almost.  I am very much looking forward to coming home tonight and NOT having to make dinner.  Scrappy, in particular, will be very disappointed when Frances and Suzy do not show up tonight.  They spoiled him rotten.  They cooed over him, petted him, fed him from the table.  Bernie is shyer, so only managed to get half of the loot that he did.  Scrappy is anything but shy.  He is Velcro Dog; Bert Lahr in a Dog Suit; he is ON FIRE!

I was able to check a few things off my list(s), got my laundry done - we all laughed at my frozen jeans on the line Sunday morning - and Flora seems to be coming along.  Of course, I was told that my sheep are fat.  Geez, it's like being called a bad mother.  So, now, they are all on a diet - including the portly little goats.  And my name is Mud as far as the livestock are concerned.  Work on the run-in shed is inching along.  I spent a good two hours trying to get the ding-dang lattice house apart - I had forgotten that Melanie and I had reinforced the thing to within an inch of its life.  As I have been trying to watch my language - as 'empowering' as it may feel, swearing shows a lack of vocabulary (or so I tell myself) - so loud exclamations of:  "CATERPILLAR!!" and "MOLASSES!!" and "DARN RUDBECKIA!!" were heard up and down the road.  I'm sure my few neighbors think I have finally gone over the edge.   The upside of my new colorful language is that it is so absurd even to me, that I end up laughing and that always puts me in a better mood and makes the job easier.  End result of 2 hours of wrestling with the lattice house?  Me: 1  LH: 15.  But I'm gaining on it~by cracky.


  1. You have become the Julia Child of comfort food! Yum.

  2. The lattice house???? The one we slaved over just a few months ago to roof better???? Why, pray tell, are you taking apart the lattice house???? Never mind, I probably don't want to know...

  3. Wait a minute, who said they are fat!? It is called winter insulation, thank you very much. It is very important for maintaining proper temperature. I use a little myself. It works great. Funny thing my vet tech always tells me my Shepherd is chubby but I noticed she had her lab in the office the other day and he looked like a beer keg with legs. So I went home and told my shepherd she is just big boned and gave her a cookie.

  4. With your jam-packed weekend, I don't know how you managed to get all those gourmet meals on the table for your company. I dub thee Wonder Woman!

  5. Wow. The food sounds fabulous over the weekend. All yummy deliciousness!!
    I had to laugh at your use of 'alternate' language. We do that here sometimes as well. I about busted a gut when my daughter suddenly yelled out "Oh Belgium!" Nothing against the country, of course.- we've got friends there.

  6. Ha ha! What a post! A great way to start my day. I hear you on the fat animals. Our lab, Dozer, has been on a diet for about 6 months now. He's gained .5 pound. No treats, and just dry kibble. :( Poor thing!

  7. Oh that could be a chicken at Sue's house-they get mighty tasty snacks-now I have to also search a recipe for that cauliflower-my daughter brought one over and it needs to be cooked immediately,so this was something on my agenda anyway besides changing the dressing on Jerry's foot-finish laundry [doing Jerry's separately because of the chemo[2x in hot water ]made home made soup and possibly get that banana bread done-what was I thinking when I thawed out the rotten banana''s. oh and one more thing,a call to someone in your area to change the code on hubby's glucose machine to affect day light saving time. that was a sort of normal day

  8. Mmmmmmmm...Could I come for dinner? ;)

  9. Pumpkin cornbread?!? I need that recipe!

    And kudos to you for the language improvement program. :-)

  10. Great post~! Loved it,, you really spoil your company and I need a week-end retreat at your house..
    Have a great day, ta ta for now from Iowa:)

  11. As an old (young?) ex navy man, I stopped trying to watch my mouth long ago! But now that I'm back in the "REAL WORLD", I got to try. What they call "Politically correct", What the hell is that? Oh Dam I did it again!
    Why do the drivers ED class in Red Neck schools only use the car on Monday, Wednesday and Fridays?
    Because on Tuesdays and Thursday's it's used by the Sex ED class!
    Yep, I'm a RED NECK!

  12. Sylvie - Julia Child Is/was my hero!

    Melanie - You don't want to know.

    Jane - Good thing I wasn't drinking anything when I read your comment...yes, my sheep are ready for a long, hard winter. Or three.

    Mama Pea - Not hardly. The lists were sacrificed!

    Judy - I will have to remember that. There are a lot of great countries that would fit the bill - Lichtenstein comes to mind...

    Lori - Oh, poor Dozer - I can so relate to him.

    Judy - Goodness! I don't know how you can get it all done and keep it all straight. That recipe came from Taste of Home magazine - it's a keeper.

  13. Patty - Yes, ma'am. Pull up a chair!

    Michelle - It was on the Veggie Venture blog - one of my favorites - if you can't find it, let me know and I'll post the link.

    Tiggerific - Book early -- we're filling up fast!!!

    Tom - Bet that is not an easy transition. It's hard to stay PC, since the politics keep changing. Did you hear that groan?

  14. Oh my gosh. I LOVED this post. What a laugh. You have just the most wonderful sense of cracky!!

  15. Hey, glad you got to try the Chunky Apple Cake recipe! :)
    I love your alternate swear words and think Lichtenstein would be perfect! LOL!!