Friday, November 22, 2019

Genius Yes, But Stable?: Fly on the Wall

Welcome to a monthly Fly on the Wall group post. Today 4 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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I have spoken about the fact that I'm just recovering from a case of Shingles. I even have a post coming up about it, the lessons I learned from it.

While I was in agony, there were many times when I could be found walking around the house holding onto my right breast.

And you know what? Even before they found out that I was sick and what was wrong with me, not one person in this house even blinked at the sight.

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The Popeye's Chicken sandwich came back this month. I haven't tried it yet, and probably won't since College Boy told me that the line at the local Popeye's was around the building and down the street. 

PurDude tried them before they ran out the first time Popeye's had them and he absolutely loved them. So once I knew they were back, I sent him a PM.

Me: Did you know the Popeye's chicken sandwich was back?
PurDude: Yeah.

Me: Well, if whenever want to spend more time in a Popeye's line than it takes to get through security at the Denver airport, I want a selfie of you with that sandwich. 
PurDude: No line is longer than security at DIA.
Me: IDK, those Popeye's lines go on forever. And did you hear someone got killed in one of those lines over a fight about cutting the line? Even if they were running out, no sandwich is worth dying over.
PurDude: Before I moved here I actually got the last one in the Popeye's near where I used to live.
Me: I'm glad you lived through it.
PurDude: Yeah, at least until I ate the sandwich.

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trump announced in the end of October that he was building a wall along the Colorado, New Mexico border. This, of course, concerned me greatly. I immediately texted my son in Colorado:

Me: Be careful where you drive.
PurDude: Why?
Me: And do you still have your original birth certificate I sent you so you could get your Colorado license?
PuDude: Yeah, why?
Me: trump's building a wall in your state.
PurDude: Why?
Me: He says to keep out the New Mexicans.
PurDude: What?
Me: If you drive too far south you could end up separated from your mom and put in a cage.
PurDude: I don't think you have to worry about it, Mom.
Me: And you won't do well in a cage, they don't have True Religion jeans there, or Polo after shave. Or even toilet paper for that matter.
PurDude: Hey, Mom?
Me: Yeah?
PurDude: You got any of those pain meds left over? Maybe you better take a few, get some rest. I'm worried about you.

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I love comments on my posts, most bloggers do. I have some readers who don't comment here but do on my Baking In A Tornado Facebook page. That's fun too. I value your opinions and observations and reply to all of them.

I talk each month in these Fly on the Wall posts about my typos and/or auto correct issues. Sometimes they're funny, but sometimes they get me into trouble. Here's one that happened this month. 

JoAnn had an objection to something I'd written, felt it was not necessary (actually, I think that was the last time I said something about my breast pain). I don't have a problem with these kinds of comments, and I tried to respond to her respectfully. Tried. Seems I called her HoAnn. Ooops, there's one less reader . . . 

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I'm flying PurDude home for Thanksgiving next week. After 4 years of having to fly him home from school, I had one year of him being nearby and now I'm back to flying him home again. Don't get me wrong, I can't wait to get my arms around that boy.

I've mentioned before that every time PurDude comes home, College Boy mentions that I only make the best dinners when PurDude is around. He's kinda kidding, but kinda not.

Me: Your brother's coming home on Tuesday.
College Boy: Glad to hear it, you only make all the family favorite foods when he's here.
Me: Not this year, this year I'm making only foods you all hate. 

College Boy sorta looked at me for a minute, in shock I guess, then he started laughing. At least one of the 3 men in my life get me.

Pepper Jelly Glazed Taco Meatloaf is comfort food at its best, baked with taco flavors and topped with a pepper jelly glaze for a kick. | Recipe developed by | #recipe #dinner

Pepper Jelly Glazed Taco Meatloaf
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Hubs was heading out one Saturday morning at the end of last month (after the October Fly on the Wall had already posted).

Me: Where are you going?
Hubs: I'm going to rake the leaves in the back yard before I mow one last time.

Me: Rake? Are you kidding? Just mulch them with the lawn mower.
Hubs: I don't think that's good for the lawn.
Me: I've done it many times. 

Hubs goes out, mows the lawn and the leaves and comes in.

Hubs: You're a genius.
Me: I'm a stable genius.
Hubs: Don't push it.

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Another story from the end of last month. 

I set the coffee up before I go to sleep. I set the coffee maker to go off, and I put out mugs. For the month of October, I use Halloween mugs that a friend gave us years ago.

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I came down one morning to find Hubs drinking his coffee out of the witch mug.

Me: What are you doing?
Hubs: Drinking coffee?
Me: Out of my mug!
Hubs: Does it matter?
Me: Yes it matters, I'm the witch. You're the bat.
Hubs: Seriously? Just drink out of the other mug.
Me: Put. The mug. Down.
Hubs: OK, OK, putting the mug down. 

Hubs grabs the bat mug and is walking out of the kitchen when College Boy walks in.

College Boy: Dad, what are you and mom fighting about?
Hubs: She's the witch.

College Boy: You called her a witch?
Hubs: No, not me.
College Boy: I really just don't understand you guys at all.
Hubs: That makes two of us.

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A few weeks ago, on a Saturday morning, Hubs was going down to the man cave to watch football. I was on the couch in the den, reading a thick paperback.

Hubs: What are you reading?
Me: The Mueller report.

Hubs (laughing): No really, what are you reading?
Me: The Mueller report.
Hubs (walking off angrily): Fine, don't tell me.

PS: I was reading the Mueller report.

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I was contacted by Yummly and offered the new KitchenAid blender for free. Yeah, I get email offers at a rate of about 3 a day. I've been invited to add links to their company in specific blog posts, post their articles, write for them (mostly without payment), or promote their products in return for them mentioning my blog in their social media (fell for this one twice, with well known companies, turns out it must be opposite day, I'm the one who's supposed to promote them on my social media). Anyway . . . I signed up for the free blender. Yes, they'd like me to tag Yummly and hashtag the blender if I promote a recipe using it, but it's not required. 

Turns out, it's what they said. There's a private FB group where recipients talk about the blender and we can do whatever we want in terms of posts. 

Within 2 weeks after signing up, I was supposed to get the blender, that's what everyone who had received theirs reported. So around that time I would open the front door now and then to check for a package.

Hubs: Are you planning to run away from home?
Me: Not this minute.
Hubs: Then why do you keep opening the front door, checking to see if the coast is clear, then closing it?
Me: I'm looking for something.

Hubs: What?
Me: A blender.

Hubs (rolling his eyes): Well, you can keep looking in the front yard if it makes you happy, but if you want a little advice, you might be more successful if you checked in the kitchen.

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Later that day: 
Hubs: Where did you order the blender from? Can you check the tracking?
Me: No, it was offered to me for free, I don't have any tracking.

Hubs: Free? Yeah right. How much did you have to pay for shipping and handling on this free blender?
Me: Nothing, it was free. 
Hubs: I'm thinking you can stop watching for it, no one's sending you a free blender. Good thing you already have one in the kitchen.
Me: It's coming, and it's way better than the one I have already. This is a new, special, super duper blender. I may not even need the food processor any more.
Hubs (rolling his eyes, again) Ok, well let me know when your invisible blender arrives, you can make me a smoothie.

My blender did arrive and it wasn't invisible. His smoothie was, though.

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

Never Ever Give Up Hope  
Menopausal Mother 
Spatulas on Parade

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Pepper Jelly Glazed Taco Meatloaf

2# ground beef
3/4 cup seasoned breadcrumbs
1 packet dry onion soup mix
1/2 cup salsa (I use medium heat)
1 TBSP seeded, chopped jalapenos
3/4 cup shredded sharp cheddar cheese
2 eggs
3 TBSP taco seasoning
1/2 tsp cumin

1/3 cup jalapeno pepper jelly

*Preheat oven to 350 degrees. Line a 9 X 13 baking dish with heavy foil.
*Gently mix all of the ingredients except the pepper jelly.  Don't over mix. Place in the prepared pan and form into a log approximately 9 inches long, 5 inches wide and 1 1/2 inches deep, leaving room along the sides.
*Bake the meatloaf for 45 minutes. Remove from the oven but leave the oven on. Using a wad of paper towels, carefully (the pan is really hot) blot the grease from the pan around the meatloaf. 

*Spread the pepper jelly over the top of the meatloaf. It will run down the sides. Return to the oven and bake for another 35 minutes. Allow to sit for 10 minutes before slicing.


  1. You were too good this week for me to try. The meatloaf however sounds and looks tasty. I will give the recipe to Daughter in Law, she cooks.
    Note I am posting on the Blog and not the page. Donna Dodson Lewis

    1. You're commenting here! Thank you (although I love your comments on my FB page too).

  2. The convo between you and your son about the wall in Colorado is hilarious! And I love the way you ended this post with the blender story.

    1. Yeah, that poor kid, he's known me all his life and he gets me (mostly) but I do think he worries about me.

    So much fun at Karen's house this month!
    Shingles! Ugh. I'm so glad you're back in the land of the living...
    We don't have Popeye's here in Canada (at least where I live). Am I truly missing something?
    Mmmm....foods they hate. Is that really a possibility?!
    Does that make you a 'Witchy Woman'? Just askin'...
    I have to admit that Husby gets a lot of imaginary smoothies. But how do I get one of those non-imaginary blenders?
    And I anxiously await your thoughts on the Mueller Report, you stable genius, you.

    1. If you like spicy, you gotta try this meatloaf! And that blender, I checked, it's $200, yikes.
      I'm pretty anxious about that Mueller Report post, still have time to change my mind.

  4. That's right! The invisible smoothie!!
    And he seriously has never mulched the leaves with the mower??

    1. IDK, I know I always mulched them. But then I'm not averse to anything that keeps him busy and out of the house these days. Just sayin'.

  5. Things I know bugga all about, food thats sounds good and a good laugh was had

    1. I don't know much about much these days either, but I'm glad to know I made you laugh.

  6. I don't understand about the Popeye's thing, but then again, I rarely eat fast food and I've never been to a Popeyes. I remember discovering pepper jelly during a visit to Santa Fe, New Mexico in either 1977 or 1979, and I fell in love with it. But then I fell out of love with hot stuff. But would you believe, I love meatloaf? And my respect to you for reading the Mueller report. They have it at my local library but my mind is just too muddled to read through it. Alana

    1. I think we're kinda opposites, I love pepper jelly, but I'm not much of a meatloaf lover, I make it because my family loves it.
      And, honestly, if my son hadn't brought me The Mueller Report while I was stuck at home for 6 weeks with the Shingles, I probably never would have read it either.

  7. I love this dialogue. A lot of it reminds me of this improv scene, where these characters were kids asking their dad about coffee and they called it 'adult juice' so fun.

    1. I'm sure quite a bit of improv is based on real life situations and conversations.

  8. I look forward to the conversations with your Hubby and they don't disappoint. I must try adding jalapeno jelly to my meatloaf and the cheese. THANKS. Regarding your shingles, I may have suggested this to you before: PM me about building your immunity so you are never bothered by this or any other inflammation again - guaranteed.

    1. I'm glad you're enjoying the conversations, I have to keep reminding myself to get them typed out before I forget them.
      And I'll be getting the new shingle series of shots as soon as I can.


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