Friday, November 17, 2017

The Dique and the Clique: Fly on the Wall

Welcome to a monthly Fly on the Wall group post. Today 7 bloggers are inviting you to catch a glimpse of what you’d see if you were a fly on the wall in our homes. Come on in and buzz around my house. At the end of my post you’ll find links to this month’s other participants’ posts.

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Anyone who reads this blog knows of the ongoing struggle to get my boys to write a guest post. I bring it up every now and then in the hopes that they will, but so far no luck. My latest attempt:

Me: Did you write me a guest post?
College Boy: Yes.
Me: Yes? That's great! Send it to me.
College Boy stands there looking at me.
Me: Go ahead, send it to me.
College Boy: I am. Telepathically. 

Wonder where he got that smart-assery from. Probably from his dad.


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We have a horrible time both getting and sending mail. I even wrote a post called Hair by USPO explaining the correlation between our mail issues and my grey hair.

Last Saturday Hubs was going to deposit a check for me at the bank and I had a letter that had to be mailed. We don't do that at our house any more, going to either the post office or a blue mailbox. I told Hubs to drop off my letter in the blue mailbox by the grocery store up the street.

Hubs: There's a mailbox right by the bank.
Me: No there isn't.
Hubs: Yes, right across the parking lot by the Goodwill.
Me: There isn't a mailbox there, that's a Goodwill drop bin.
Hubs: No, I've mailed tons of letters there.
Me: Well, no wonder we have problems, you've been donating our mail to Goodwill.

PS: I sent College Boy with Hubs and College Boy says there actually is a USPO mailbox there.


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It seems that almost every month I talk about one of my typing mistakes. This month at least it was in a private message so the whole world didn't see (and yet now here I am sharing it).

I love my blogging friend Karen. She has been an online friend for a long time. One day we were talking in a FB private message about a post she wrote about being herself, not "playing the game" to be accepted into this group or that. I was trying to tell her that she would be welcome in any little group of friends of mine. She was very kind not to point out that I had not invited her to my clique, but had actually said "If I had a little dique, you could join it any time". 

Just for the record, no matter how you spell it, dique or dick, I don't have a little one. Or a big one for that matter. 


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Hubs and College Boy were coming home late one night when the car driving ahead of Hubs hit a skunk. Hubs had no choice but to run over it too. 

The next morning I go into the master bathroom and it smells like skunk. Great, the master bath is over the garage and the smell has permeated up through the floor.

The closet is off the bathroom. I open the closet and nearly pass out. That's when I know what happened. I head down to the kitchen to have a little pre-coffee discussion, never a good idea.

Me: What were you wearing last night?
Hubs: Jeans and a sweatshirt.
Me: Where are they?
Hubs: In the closet.
Me (giving him some serious stink eye): You owe me a new wardrobe. And a new house.

BTW, if you're looking for me today, I'll be in the laundry room washing every stitch of clothes we own.



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This conversation just happened. It's possible I'm just a tad bit frustrated.

Me: Can you please get that grill cleaned? Now.
College Boy: I will.
Me: That's what you said yesterday. And the day before. Last time I ended up having to do it myself.
College Boy: I'll get it done soon.
Me: Yeah, right. Fool me once, shame on you. Fool me 865,482 times, shame on me.


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Make Ahead Crockpot Sweet Chili Wingettes


Hubs had been out of town and was flying back in. I had to take his car to pick him up because I was having trouble with mine. His car is a hybrid and I'm just not used to it. I often stop at a light and question whether the car is even still running or if I'm going to be stuck there.

Unfortunately the airport is downtown and he was flying in at 5:00 pm on a weekday. It takes a half hour to get to the airport, but because of the traffic it took an hour and 45 minutes round trip. When we finally got home, I couldn't get out of that car fast enough. I got out and was walking into the house, Hubs was getting his luggage and the car was beeping.

Me: Why is the car beeping, because you have the door open?
Hubs: I don't think so.
Me: What is it? Make it stop.
Hubs: Oh.
Me: Oh?
Hubs: Umm, you pressed the "park" button but not the power button. The car was actually still running.

Stupid silent car. That could have ended really badly.



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People are weird, can I just say that? College Boy comes upstairs and asks me who's out front. I have no idea what he's talking about. I go to look out the window and there's a car I don't recognize parked in front of my house. There's a kid I don't know, sitting on my front steps talking on the phone. Huh?

I do downstairs and am about to open the door to see what he wants. Just as I'm opening the door, he shuts his phone, walks back to his car, gets in and drives away.

And now I'm going to spend the entire weekend wondering what the hell that was all about.



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Hubs got a new phone (G-d help me). He used it for almost an entire day when:

Me: Are you hooked up to the house wifi?
Hubs: It does that automatically.

Me: Not the first time, it doesn't know our password, you have to sign in.
Hubs: {{blink, blink}}

I took his phone and signed him in. The next morning he's in the kitchen when I come down for coffee.

Hubs: My phone is playing music. I didn't turn it on and I don't know how to make it stop.

I take his phone, check on the apps he has open in the background (6 of them, btw) and he's got a game playing, which I shut off, stopping the music.


So, yeah, Hubs got a new phone. I hope I'm able to maintain whatever of my sanity remains.


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I hate getting old. Why? Let me count the ways. One of the worst is when I have a word on the tip of my tongue and can't get it to come out.

I had decided I was going to tell my son that I was starting a poll about yet another controversial issue that had come up in the news. But I couldn't grab that word, "poll".

Me: I'm going to start a . . . what's it called?
College Boy: A cult?
Me: {{blink, blink}}.  


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College Boy's favorite dinner is spaghetti with my Hearty Meat Sauce (Stove Top or Slow Cooker). I don't make it in the Spring or Summer, and we had a warm beginning to Fall so it wasn't until the first week in November that I made my first batch of sauce for the season. I let College Boy know so he was sure to be here for dinner.

Me: You know, you should come watch me make it so you know how.
College Boy: No, I'll just come to dinner whenever you serve spaghetti.
Me: Do you remember the time I made an extra entire pound of spaghetti and sauce at dinner and you packed it up and took it back to school that night? 
College Boy: Yeah, I got back to school and a couple of my friends were in my room about to smoke a joint. We did, then we were all starving so I stuck the whole pound of spaghetti in the microwave and we ate it all.
Me: Are you at all familiar with the concept of too much information?

Now click on the links below for a peek into some other homes:

Menopausal Mother 
Searching for Sanity
Spatulas on Parade
Never Ever Give Up Hope 
Bookworm in the Kitchen 
The Blogging 911 


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Make Ahead Crockpot Sweet Chili Wingettes
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Ingredients:
4 - 5# chicken wingettes
salt, pepper, garlic powder
1/2 cup Sweet Chili Sauce
1/3 cup soy sauce
1/4 cup honey
3 TBSP Frank's Hot Sauce
3 cloves garlic
1 green onion, chopped
1 tsp minced ginger
1 tsp sesame oil
2 TBSP red wine vinegar

2 TBSP cornstarch

Directions:
*Preheat oven to 350 degrees. Grease a 9 X 13 baking sheet. Rinse and pat dry the chicken wingettes. Sprinkle both sides with salt, pepper and garlic powder. Arrange on the baking sheet.
*Grease the bowl of your crockpot. Make the sauce by whisking the chili sauce, soy sauce, honey, hot sauce, garlic, green onion, ginger sesame oil and red wine vinegar. Set aside.
*Bake the wingettes for 25 minutes, flip over and bake the other side for 25 minutes. Place the wingettes into the crockpot. Pour the sauce over and cover. When they have cooled, refrigerate overnight.
*The next day, take the wingettes out of refrigerator. Place the crockpot bowl into the heating element and cook on high for one hour. Stir. Lower heat and cook on low for 3 hours, stirring now and then.
*Mix 2 TBSP cornstarch with 2 TBSP cold water. Add to the crockpot and stir. Turn the heat up to high and cook one more hour to allow the sauce to thicken.


12 comments:

  1. A cult or a dique, I'd follow you wherever. There will be baked goods, right?
    White vinegar in the wash will help the clothes but as for the closet...Yeah, he owes you a new house.

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    1. Finally got the smell out, had to wash the clothes about 20 times and air out the house for a week, but other than that . . .

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  2. You don’ Own stock in Depends do you? Cult or duque, this was hysterical. Alana ramblinwitham.blogspot.com

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  3. The Goodwill comment and the typo dique---my FAVORITE lines. I love the banter between you and College Boy. He really needs to write that guest post.....

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    1. Maybe we could bribe him with some Butterfingers Rum Cake?

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  4. Too many laugh out loud moments to even pick one! Oh, this is the best yet!

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    1. I swear these Fly on the Wall posts write themselves.

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  5. I was laughing so hard thinking about your hub donating the mail...then that it really IS a mailbox.
    The dique...well I'm not touching that one. ROTFL
    Fancy electric car, new phone, what next? I see you as the Jetson household. Giggle
    Great looking wings.

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    1. Ha, not touching my dique? There has to be a joke in there somewhere.

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  6. I have the same issues with the silent car. It's kinda creepy. Loved the misspelling of clique and donating your mail.

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    1. Yeah, that car just freaks me out. Hubs loves it but he's used to it, I'm just not.

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