Friday, December 18, 2015

Fly on the Wall: You Touched My What?

Welcome to a monthly Fly on the Wall group post. Today 12 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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October and November are months full of cooking and baking. Halloween, Thanksgiving, birthdays and just having the boys and their friends around, in and out of the kitchen.
So one night earlier this month I needed a break. At about 4:00 pm, Hubs comes into the kitchen and looks around to see . . . well . . . nothing.

Hubs: What's for dinner?
Me: Air.
Hubs: Air?
Me: Yeah, that's what I was thinking.
Hubs: Ahhh, air. Take-out it is.

Smart guy.

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Me: I have a funny status about you on my FB page, do you want to hear it?
College Boy: Sure.

So I read him the status and was met with silence.

Me: Not funny?
College Boy: You're never funny.

Now he was the one met with silence.

College Boy: If funny were . . .
Me (interrupting): OK, there is no need to clarify.
College Boy: And if funny were . . .
Me (interrupting): Thanks, kid.

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We all do it (or I'd like to think we all do), absentmindedly put things where they don't belong then go searching for it. 

The other day I was in the kitchen washing and trimming chicken for dinner. When I was done I threw the knife in the trash and went to put the paper towels in the dishwasher. Caught it right away, of course, standing there with dirty paper towels in my hand and the dishwasher open. Crap. Now I have to go digging in the trash.

As if all of that wasn't bad enough, I turn around and there's College Boy, arms crossed, eyebrow raised, not saying a word but letting me know he thinks I'm ready for the nursing home.

Double crap.

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A few weeks ago, while PurDude was home, I was trying to get about a million things done on a Sunday morning. I was baking, doing laundry, working on a grocery list, working on a post for the blog and many other things. The boys were upstairs and Hubs was out doing errands.

I went upstairs, took a shower and stopped to talk to the boys for a while. Hubs had obviously come home because when I was heading back down the stairs, he was coming up.

Hubs (while passing me on the stairs): I touched your cookies.
{{now I have no idea what that's a euphemism for and I'm sure I looked both confused and indignant}}
Me: You did what?
Hubs: You asked for it, I was doing you a favor.
And he disappeared into our room.

I went downstairs, not really sure what to do. And then I saw the note I had left on the counter:

Fly on the Wall: don't touch the cookies | | #family #humor

 Oh, he touched my cookies. Seems as though the smart ass-ery is finally rubbing off on Hubs.

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It was hell getting PurDude home for Thanksgiving. The day he was it leave there was a snow storm that canceled many flights including his. Many people were stranded but we did finally get him home. We walked in the door at 11:15 pm. His brother came down to say hello and the two started talking. 

Apparently a new Fall Out game (which takes place in Boston) had come out and both boys were playing it. 

I'm sure you've all seen Charlie Brown specials. That's what was going on in my kitchen.

College Boy: Waa wha wha waa wha wha.
PurDude: Wha wha waaaaa Old North Church waa waa wha.
College Boy: Whaaa waa waa Fenway Park whaaa wha wha.
PurDude: Wha waa waa wha wha, wha wha Cambridge waa wha waa.

Well, that's what I heard anyway. I speak Boston but I don't speak Fall Out. Wonder if they sell a dictionary for that.

Dark Chocolate Mint Cookie Pie: This NO BAKE pie has a delicious dark chocolate cookie crust,a fluffy mint and dark chocolate center with a bit of a crunch | Recipe developed by | #recipe #pie #chocolate #mint

Dark Chocolate Mint Cookie Pie

Dark Chocolate Mint Cookie Pie: This NO BAKE pie has a delicious dark chocolate cookie crust,a fluffy mint and dark chocolate center with a bit of a crunch | Recipe developed by | #recipe #pie #chocolate #mint

I've talked before about how PurDude never takes pictures. I love to see them so I tend to stalk his frat's FB page. 

When he broke his leg on my birthday, I insisted on him sending me pictures of the casts (he ended up needing a new one almost every week) so I could watch the progress. Since I'm paying the bills, I win.
I decided to make him a gift.

Make that a GIF. 

So without further ado, I present what I'm calling "The Anatomy (get it?) of a Broken Leg":

Fly on the Wall: The anatomy of a broken leg | | #family #MyGIFs

Think he'll ever send me another picture again? 

Yeah, me neither.

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When PurDude was flying back to school, we went in the day before to print his boarding passes. He's booked with his middle initial as your booking has to match your legal ID. When we printed the passes, we noticed that his middle initial was not capitalized and had been added to the end of his first name. So instead of PurDude A. Tornado, his name was PurDudea Tornado. I called the airline because I was afraid he'd have trouble with TSA. The airline said that his official flight document has his name listed correctly and he'd be fine. I wasn't so sure and was worried about it.

We watched him go through the TSA line and I was relieved when it went well. Hubs and I left. When we were leaving the parking garage PurDude texted me that he was flagged and was stuck in line having his backpack inspected. Crap. Then he told me what actually happened.

He loves my Pumpkin Bread. There was half a loaf left so I'd wrapped it in 2 layers of tin foil, put it into a freezer bag and stuck it into his backpack. TSA saw a brick sized something wrapped in tin foil and pulled him aside.

Ooops. My bad.

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The day after he went back to school, I was really missing PurDude. It's always the worst right when he leaves. I waited until around 1:00 pm and decided I'd text him and let him know I missed him. I tried to think of a cute way (as opposed to a clingy way) to let him know he was missed. Unfortunately for me, my boys don't do cute. The texts went like this:

Me: I woke up this morning and you weren't here {{sad face emoji}}.
PurDude: You just woke me up and you aren't even here. {{no emoji at all, which I suppose is better than a middle finger emoji}}.

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Purdue and IU (Indiana University) are arch enemies. Hubs and I were watching the Purdue vs IU football game on tv.

I have to say here that I feel so bad for PurDude. He absolutely loves football. When he was choosing where to go to college, it was between Purdue and Georgia Tech. Georgia Tech has a great football program. Purdue . . . not so much.

In the first quarter IU was winning but Purdue was on the one yard line. Hubs was sure they'd get a touchdown but me . . . not so much. 

Aaaand. . . they turned the ball over.

Later on I was putting out some snacks for lunch.

Me: Do you want some chips and dip?
Hubs: I'm not eating until Purdue scores a touchdown.
Me: You could die a slow and painful death.
Hubs: Oh yeah, I forgot this is the last game of the year.

So I'm in the kitchen and I hear Hubs urging the team on. "Yea"s and "oh, no"s. Finally I hear:
Hubs: Yessss. I can eat! 

Phew, that was a close one.

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My car is suffering from some kind of cognitive delay and it's driving me crazy. I mean, it's bad enough it talks to me, I'm constantly frustrated and answering it with anger.

Car: The . . . door . . . is  . . . open.
Me: No shit, I opened it.

Now with the delay it's even worse. Conversations go something like this:

I let my passenger out, pull out, drive down the street and hear:
Car: The . . . door . . . is . . . open.
Me: Where the hell have you been? That was 5 minutes ago.

I drive a little further and hear:
Car: Please . . . fasten . . . your . . . seat belt.
Me: Mine is on and College Boy cannot fasten his seat belt, he got out of the car 5 minutes ago. Remember the whole "the door is open" thing?

Don't even want to know what's next. Voices from the garage in the middle of the night?

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

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Dark Chocolate Mint Cookie Pie
Printable Recipe
1 pkg (11.5 oz) Keebler Fudge Stripes Dark Chocolate Cookies, finely crushed
4 TBSP butter, melted

3 1/2 cups heavy cream, divided
12 ounces dark chocolate
20 chocolate covered mint cookies, crushed

1/2 cup powdered sugar
1/4 cup Creme de Menthe

*Grease a 9 inch springform pan.
*In microwave, melt the dark chocolate with 1 cup of the cream. Microwave for 1 minute, mix well and continue at 15 second intervals until completely smooth. Set aside.
*Mix together the Fudge Stripes cookie crumbs and butter. Press onto bottom and about a half inch up the sides of the prepared pan.
*Beat the remaining 2 1/2 cups of cream until soft peaks form. Add the powdered sugar and Creme de Menthe. Continue to beat until stiff peaks hold.
*Place about 1 cup of the whipped cream in a sealed baggie in the fridge.
*Mix the crushed mint cookies into the melted chocolate, then fold in the rest of the whipped cream. Pour evenly over the crust and refrigerate for at least 4 hours.
*Before serving, release from the pan and garnish with the reserved whipped cream. Store left overs in the fridge.


  1. ROTFL I touched your cookies...I get "can I open your lid?" I'll explain on the next FOTW.
    The car would drive me insane!!
    And no, I do not think your son will be sending anymore photos any time soon. But I love the pink and the little whale on the cast!

  2. If you thought you were laughing at my post, I'm over here cracking up so hard,I was shushed by Stinx! Purdue can further be embarrassed when he finds out I created the PurdueStories hashtag on my share!

  3. Hahahahaha I would take a hammer to that car...well in my head anyway. That would seriously drive me nuts lol. I missed you, in case I haven't told you that in the last 5 minutes. This was great! :D

    1. Yes, I may just end up resorting to car-icide myself.
      So glad to have you back, in case I haven't told you in the last 5 minutes!

  4. I guess things DO change when you're kids get older and think you're not funny! Poor Purdue football - glad your hubs could eat. And yeah - crazy car! Technology!!

    1. Yes, and really, I don't think they're quite as funny as they were either. Although I just might have to own their constant use of sarcasm.

  5. Karen, I wrote about Fallout, too. The Charlie Brown conversation is pretty much all that goes on here now that I have boys ;)
    I love that your husband "touched your cookies" and finally got to eat after watching Purdue Football :)
    Leave it to you and the love for your son to alert TSA.
    So many smiles. Thanks for that. <3

    1. I saw that you wrote about Fallout too. And you seem to understand it as well as I do. ❤

  6. OMG the pumpkin bread story!!!! I'm never packing food for my kids before they get on a plane ever again! That pie looks delicious, btw----my daughter lioes mint chocolate--maybe I can coax her into making this for me! :)

    1. I felt so bad about that pumpkin bread. But the Dark Chocolate Mint Cookie Pie totally makes up for it. The recipe was developed for College Boy who loves chocolate and mint. If your daughter does too she's sure to love this one. Let me know if she tries it.

  7. Looks and sounds tasty. At least he was able to keep the loaf, right?

    1. Yeah, after his mom embarrassed the hell out of him, he at least got to keep the Pumpkin Bread.

  8. Ah, kids don't you love them. I love the bread story. He's probably lucky he wasn't strip searched haha!

    1. I know, poor kid, put through all that over Pumpkin bread.

  9. I'm glad I'm not the only one who argues with my car, and she doesn't even talk to me, she just beeps if I start the car before my seat belt is on.

    I love that you got your son flagged by TSA. Maybe next time put a really suspicious package in there and he may have to stay home an extra few days!!

  10. What's for dinner? Air. That cracked me up. Sounds like something my gal would say. Take out it is!

  11. Glad PurDude made it home!
    We have had Air for dinner quite a bit lately. It is NOT a huge hit at my house either. Can't think why not

    1. Seriously, what's wrong with a little air now and then?

  12. I always smile and shake my head when I read your FOTW!

    Careful with the car, though - we had a stuffed lamb toy whose batteries ran out and still, years later, it would randomly sing "Jesus Loves Me" creepily... in the middle of the night. For no reason. It was supposed to be dead.

  13. I'm going to use the "air" comment. I usually say something stupid like -- you're taking me out. Air is much better. Loved the bread story but you need to finish it -- what happened?

    1. All I know is that he got stopped, they did end up letting him through and he was able to keep the bread.


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