Friday, September 23, 2016

Fly on the Wall: You Don't Bring Me Flowers

Welcome to a monthly Fly on the Wall group post. Today 9 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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By now pretty much everyone knows that PurDude went back to school at the end of last month. And, as always, the week before he goes is pretty difficult for me.

Me: I want you to text me every day.
PurDude: Right.
Me: Really, just a quick "hi, mom, I'm doing fine."
PurDude: Right.
Me: Say it. Say you'll do a better job of staying in touch.
PurDude: Hear ya, Mom.

He left on a Saturday.
Saturday: {{silence}}
Sunday: {{silence}}
Monday: {{silence}}
Tuesday: {{silence}}

Wednesday (as desperation starts to set in): 
Me (to myself): Hmmm, I wonder what would happen if I transfer all the money from his checking account into mine . . . 

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College Boy comes down for breakfast looking like he stuck his finger in a light socket. Hair everywhere.

Me: I'm going to take a picture.
College Boy: No you're not.
Me: You look cute, and your eyes are really blue today, I'm going to take a picture.
College Boy: No, I don't want a picture taken of me when I first wake up.
Me: Your hair's all over the place. I'm going to cut it.
College Boy: You need to stop drinking.

Funny thing is, it was noon on a Sunday, I'd had the rest of a batch of cocktails from the night before in the fridge and I actually was drinking. 

But I still might cut his hair while he's sleeping. That's not weird, right?

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Hubs works late a few days a week. I leave a plate on the counter for him and he sticks it in the microwave when he gets home.

He'd finished eating and called out to me to see if I wanted him to start the dishwasher and take out the trash. I told him to start the dishwasher but leave the trash, I wasn't done with it.

A minute later:

Me: Did I just hear you take out the trash?
Hubs: Oh yeah, I did. You said not to.
Me: {{blink, blink}}
Hubs: Hey, I'm getting old you know. I just forgot.
Me: In the last 3 seconds? You really are getting old.
Hubs: Really? You couldn't say something nice like no I'm not? I'm hurt.
Me (under my breath): Lucky for me it's not like someone without a memory can hold a grudge . . .

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Later that night:

Me: Can you please go get the mail, I forgot.
Hubs: I would but I think I was mad at you about something. Was I mad at you about something?
Me: No, you were upset with yourself for not bringing me flowers tonight.
Hubs: I may be forgetful but I'm not stupid . . . 

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Hubs belongs to a local Business Association and he was working one of their fund raisers, a Rib Fest. I told him to just bring plates home for us all for dinner.

He calls me to tell me that they only take cash and he doesn't have much on him. I told him, since it takes place in a grocery store parking lot, to go in and buy a candy bar and get cash back.

He calls me back. 

Hubs: So here's what happened.
Me: Oy.
Hubs: I wanted $60. I haven't done cash back before so the first candy bar I bought it automatically gave me $20.
Me: OK.
Hubs: So I went and got another candy bar and did it again, but I accidentally pressed $20. 
Me: {{silence}}
Hubs: So I went and got another candy bar and got the other $20. There's 3 candy bars in my car and the people in the store think I'm nuts.
Me: There's someone in your house who thinks you're nuts too.

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Hubs and I finish our conversation and I get a text. It's from him. It says "phone". 

I have no idea. And I'm not going to ask either.

Biscotti Tiramisu Trifle, coffee soaked biscotti, spiked filling and flavored whipped cream come together to create this decadent dessert | Recipe developed by | #recipe #dessert

Biscotti Tiramisu Trifle
Biscotti Tiramisu Trifle, coffee soaked biscotti, spiked filling and flavored whipped cream come together to create this decadent dessert | Recipe developed by | #recipe #dessert

I've mentioned many times before that I keep trying to get the boys to write me a guest post. They are intelligent and interesting and are passionate about certain subjects. I'd love to share their perspective but they absolutely refuse.

Me: You know I'm going to Boston for a few weeks. I'm trying to get as many posts written and scheduled before I go. Will you please just write me one guest post?
College Boy: You're taking your laptop with you, you'll be able to write.
Me: But you know I'll be busy, I just may not have the time.
College Boy: Do as much as you can now. I'm not writing you a paper on my school vacation.
Me: Your vacation may be extended. If you won't do this for me, why should I pay your tuition for you? In fact, I'm not paying it until you write me an article.
College Boy: You are pure evil.
Me: Are you just figuring that out now?
College Boy: I'm afraid to say "yes" and I'm afraid to say "no". 

Told you he was smart.

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Hubs: I trimmed that shrub over by the garage that was getting so overgrown.

You say trim, I say butcher. | | #funny #laugh

Me: {{blink, blink}}

Either he needs to look up the word "trimmed", or I need to look up the word "butchered".

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College Boy: What's for dinner?
Me: Leftovers.
College Boy: What leftovers?
Me: Well, there's Hot Wings but I'm a little worried about them, they've been in the fridge for a while. There's also Ribs, Baked Beans, and Cranberry Swirl Corn Muffins.
College Boy: I do love those wings, I think I'll take a chance on those.
Me: Why don't you have some of each, then if you end up sick at least it'll come out multicolored.
College Boy: Speaking of sick, Mom . . .

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Hubs was in the bathroom getting ready for work. I went downstairs, started the sheets in the laundry and went back to bed. Hubs goes down or breakfast and comes back upstairs.

Hubs: Are you awake?
Me: Yeah.
Hubs: Did you start the laundry?
Me: What's the alternative?
Hubs: Huh?
Me: What's the alternative?
Hubs: Alternative?
Me: Either I started it, or it started itself.
Hubs: Well it could have been College Boy.
Me: Has College Boy ever gotten up this early?
Hubs: Could have been a ghost.
Me: A ghost that does housework? Count me in.
Hubs: So . . . you're doing the laundry before you're even out of bed?
Me: No, it must have started itself.

Everyone has conversations like this at 6:30 in the morning, right?

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

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Biscotti Tiramisu Trifle
Printable Recipe
NOTE: Recipe can be made either in a large trifle bowl or as individual servings.

approximately 21 biscotti cookies: purchased, make your own, or make my Chocolate Almond Biscotti
3/4 cup brewed coffee, hot 
1/4 cup Kahlua

1 (approximately 1.55 oz) chocolate candy bar

8 oz cream cheese, room temperature
4 TBSP heavy cream
2 TBSP sour cream
1/2 cup powdered sugar
2 TBSP baking cocoa
2 TBSP Amaretto
2  TBSP brewed coffee, cooled

2 cups heavy cream
4 TBSP powdered sugar
1 TBSP Amaretto
2 TBSP Kahlua

*Break biscotti into chunks.
*Place 3/4 cup hot brewed coffee and 1/4 cup Kahlua in a bowl.
*"Shave" the chocolate bar into curls using a potato peeler along the side of the candy bar. Place the shaves in the fridge.
*Beat the cream cheese with 4 TBSP heavy cream, 2 TBSP sour cream, 1/2 cup powdered sugar, 2 TBSP baking cocoa, 2 TBSP Amaretto and 2 TBSP brewed cold coffee until smooth. Set aside.
*In a separate bowl, beat the 2 cups heavy cream until soft peaks form. Beat in the 4 TBSP powdered sugar, 1 TBSAP Amaretto and 2 TBSP Kahlua until stiff peaks hold. Remove 1/2 cup and fold into the cream cheese mixture.
*Dip the biscotti into the bowl with the coffee/Kahlua mixture.
*To assemble: layer 1/3 of the biscotti, 1/2 of the cream cheese mixture, 1/3 of the chocolate curls, another 1/3 of the biscotti, 1/2 of the whipped cream mixture, another 1/3 of the chocolate curls, the remaining biscotti, the remaining cream cheese mixture, the remaining whipped cream mixture. Top with the rest of the chocolate curls.
*Cover and refrigerate for at least 4 hours, overnight if possible.


  1. This dessert looks yummy. When do we get to read College Boy's post?

    1. I'm afraid the only place we'll be reading that post in our dreams.

  2. The Hubs was on fire this month! Lol! I want a ghost who does laundry and dishes!

    1. Me too. Well, one that doesn't turn out to be me, that is.

  3. Oh my gosh I LOL'd at this...thanks I needed that!

  4. Must have tiramisu now. End of message. ;-)

  5. Drooling over that dessert, I must have it. Good luck getting texts from him, going to start taking notes so I'm prepared for when AJ goes off to college.

    1. Yeah, those texts are few and far between. But when they come I am one happy mom.

  6. I love the convos between you and your hubs. My guy is very forgetful and always blames it on his ADD though instead of his age. I think its a combination of both. Your tiramisu looks decadent and delicious!

    1. Don't let your hubs tell mine he can make excuses. That'll be a whole Fly on the Wall in and of itself.

  7. There was a rest of a batch of cocktails - what went wrong the night before..?

    Gotta love your husband's dedication.. 3 candy bars!!! Did he remember to bring dinner, too?

  8. My son doesn't text me all that often, and I don't think he wants to know he has a mother who blogs. But that recipe sounds nice (as always!) Alana

  9. This recipe has everything I love- coffee, cream cheese, kahlua....And your family is hilarious!

    1. I hope you try the recipe, it's very rich but it's so good.

  10. The whole candy bar thing -- way beyond my comprehension. How do men make it through life without us?

  11. I think your hubby and I need to start a gardening company. I can butcher a shrub with the best of them.
    I love that you mess with him so much. My ex loves messing with me because I have a shocking memory too. For some reason watching it happen to others is much more fun.

    1. I think we need to take all gardening tools away from both my husband and from you. Yikes.

  12. LOL! The candy bars cracked me up!! Sounds like something I would do!


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