Friday, March 19, 2021

Powdered Sugar Fiasco Cookies: Fly on the Wall

    

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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.






College Boy's car was making a loud, loud screeching sound.
 
Me: What is that sound?
College Boy: My car.
Me: I know, what are you going to do about it?
College Boy: Nothing.
Me: Nothing. You can't drive around with it screeching like that.
College Boy: Yes I can, I don't have time to do anything about it right now.
Me: How can you stand it?
College Boy: As loud as that gets, I can play my music louder.
Me: Ignore it instead of finding out what it is? Interesting strategy.
College Boy: What you don't know can't hurt you.
Me: I'm thinking that's not going to end up being true.

The loud music thing, that he got that from me. But the ignoring problems part, that's gotta be his dad.
 


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Hubs comes into the kitchen and looks at the desk, which is sort of the hub of the home these days. The calendar is there with everyone's schedules color coded on it, any pending items that need to be taken care of, and the mail once it's been brought in. I was up to my elbows in raw chicken I was preparing. Although, in general, I don't need any excuse for my snark.

Hubs (seeing there's no mail on the desk): You didn't get the mail?
Me (possibly looking daggers at him, but I cannot confirm or deny): No, YOU didn't get the mail.
Hubs: I think I'll walk up and get the mail.
Me: Good idea.

Although the cluster box is only 2 houses away, somehow that seemed to have taken him a good half hour. Wonder why . . .


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I'd been fine all day and had even made Mint Marshmallow Brownies in the afternoon, but after dinner Hubs was downstairs doing some work, I had a sink full of dishes when College Boy walked in the house.

Me: Can you do me a favor?
College Boy: Yeah, what?
Me: I have a splitting headache, can you get all the dishes into the dishwasher?
College Boy (sitting down and starting to eat the brownies): Sure, as soon as I finish this pan of brownies.
Me: Finish them?
College Boy: Wouldn't want to do all the dishes and leave the brownie pan out.


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Hubs and I are complete opposites. Sometimes that works out great, like if we're trying to look at an issue from all sides and make a decision. At other times it's just infuriating.
 
After one of the latter of those conversations:
 
Me: If you ever agreed with me, I'd think the shock of it would strike me dead.

Later:

Me (teasing): I think you should cook dinner tonight.
Hubs (who can't even boil water): I think so too.
Me: But you can't cook.
Hubs: You're right, I can't.
Me: What are you doing?
Hubs: I'm agreeing with you.
Me: So you're trying to strike me dead?
Hubs: Umm . . . I agree?


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I'm in the kitchen making dinner and Hubs is in the den. I keep hearing him clear his throat, clear his throat, clear his throat.

Me: What's going on with your throat?
Hubs: Allergies are bothering me.
Me: I didn't hear you doing that when you were downstairs. 
Hubs: Not as much, but they're really bothering me now.
Me (kidding): So you're saying you're allergic to me?
Hubs (who takes everything seriously): I'm guessing this isn't one of those times when I should agree with you, right?


Dusted PB & Cocoa M&M Cookies start with a mix and go from there adding flavor, crunch, and topped with powdered sugar. | Recipe developed by www.BakingInATornado.com | #recipe #cookies

Dusted PB & Cocoa M&M Cookies
Dusted PB & Cocoa M&M Cookies start with a mix and go from there adding flavor, crunch, and topped with powdered sugar. | Recipe developed by www.BakingInATornado.com | #recipe #cookies
  
This is from the "only me" files:
 
I was trying a new cookie recipe (see above) and decided I'd roll them in powdered sugar before baking. I put the powdered sugar onto a plate, that I was holding when I reached into the silverware drawer for a spoon.
 
So far so good, right? 
 
Nope.
 
I sneezed the powdered sugar into the silverware drawer.
 
Change of plans, instead of baking cookies, I spent the day cleaning the silverware drawer. And all of the silverware. 
 
And as an added bonus, my family was just as pleased with the change in my plans as I was.
 
PS: Don't worry, I was able to make the cookies the next day. 

 

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The next day Hubs comes into the kitchen.

Hubs: What are you doing?
Me: I'm baking.
Hubs: What are you baking?
Me: Those cookies I was going to make yesterday.
Hubs: Oh, the Powdered Sugar Fiasco Cookies.
Me: Well, I'm actually not going to use that name for them but, yes.
Hubs: Don't sneeze.
Me: Thanks for the baking tip.
Hubs: Just trying to help.
Me: You're never going to let me live that one down, are you?
Hubs: Probably not.



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Hubs (looking at his laptop): What's another way of saying "weddings"?

Me (thinking he must be doing a crossword puzzle and quite sure that the word he's looking for is "nuptials"): Peaceful transfer of power. 
Hubs (under his breath): I know better now, but there was a time when I would have argued that "peaceful" part.


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Me: Guess what?
Hubs: Oh, no.
Me: Oh no?
Hubs: What did you break?
Me: I didn't break anything.
Hubs: What did you forget to do?
Me: I didn't forget to do anything.
Hubs: Where do you need me to go?
Me: I don't need you to go anywhere.
Hubs: What then?
Me: {{blink, blink}}
Hubs: What? Just tell me.
Me: I forgot.


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These boys and flat tires, seriously, I've talked about it before but I just don't get it. A recent text between PurDude and I:
 
Me: Your brother's catching up to you. I think this is his 3rd flat tire. What are you up to? 8? 9? And he's only had his car for one year, but then you've done 3 in a year too, haven't you?
 
PurDude: That's funny. I think it's 6 total.
Me: I think you're fudging that number . . .
 
No response.
 
Next morning:
PurDude: OK, you're right. It's 7.
 
I think I can actually feel my hair graying.


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

Never Ever Give Up Hope  
Wandering Web Designer 




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Dusted PB & Cocoa M&M Cookies
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Ingredients:
1 package (about 17 oz) peanut butter cookie mix
3 TBSP canola oil
1 TBSP water
2 eggs
1/3 cup baking cocoa
2/3 cup mini M&Ms
1/2 cup powdered sugar, divided

Directions:
*Preheat oven to 375 degrees. Line baking sheets with parchment paper.
*Place 1/4 cup of the powdered sugar onto a small plate. Set aside.
*Mix together the cookie mix, canola oil, water, eggs, baking cocoa, mini M&Ms, and the remaining powdered sugar.
*Roll the batter into about 36 one inch balls. Press the tops of the balls into the plated powdered sugar and place, sugar side up, on the baking sheets.
*Bake for 10 minutes. Allow to sit for 2 minutes before removing from the baking sheets to cool completely.

22 comments:

  1. 'Peaceful transfer of power' Love it. I will remember that. And I enjoyed the argument with hubs - made total sense to me. And.....the time when my hubby sneezed into the spaghetti sauce while stirring it - we went out for dinner. Thanks for the smile and the memories.

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    1. Sounds like we have a few common occurrences in our homes.

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  2. LOVE the wedding comment "peaceful transfer of power"...this is very true in our household....and guess who's holding the tv remote?

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  3. Interesting, all the peanut butter appearing in your blog recently. You are really trying to tempt me off my diet. But, on the other hand I haven't reorganized the cutlery drawer in forever. Alana ramblinwitham.blogspot.com

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    1. I mostly use reduced fat peanut butter when I make these from scratch I use low fat peanut butter, and I use canola oil (in this recipe) in place of butter, all to lower the fat so Hubs can have them.

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  4. Best excuse I ever heard for eating an entire pan of brownies!

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  5. I'm still trying to get past sneezing into the sugar but the cookies look tempting.

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    1. Yeah, took a lot of work for me to get past that too.

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  6. I have so much fun visiting your house, Karen! Your discussions with Hubs sound gratingly familiar! ;)
    I admire your son's dedication to efficiency. If I was that dedicated, I'd weigh...a lot more than I do...

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  7. I've made a lot of messes in the kitchen, but I can proudly say I've never sneezed and sent powdered sugar flying.

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  8. I found myself smiling and nodding as I read.

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  9. Every gray hair i have is from the kids, that's why i wear them with pride.

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  10. I like College Boy’s reasoning.

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  11. So organized to have everyone's schedule color coded. I try to write out a to do list before I go to bed, and its been helping a bit.

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    1. I can't tell you how many times that color coded calendar has saved me.

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