Friday, June 18, 2021

Bird Watching and Day Drinking: 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.

 

 

 




Proof that spending 17 months together 24/7 can make a couple capable of snipping at each other about pretty much anything. Even birds. And now that we're getting out again, we're starting to realize that particular acquired skill appears to be permanent. 
 
A recent dinner conversation: 
 
Hubs: Oh, look, a Yellow finch. That's the first one I've seen this spring. 
Me: I think I actually saw a Baltimore Oriole the other day. Is that possible? 
Hubs: It's possible. What did it look like?
Me: At first I thought it might be a Cardinal, but this bird had an orange breast that contrasted with a dark black head and wings.
Hubs: That's a Robin.
Me (rolling my eyes): And you saw a bat.
Hubs: A bat?
Me: Do you know what a bat looks like?
Hubs: Yes.
Me: Do you think I know what a Robin looks like?
Hubs: Fine, you saw an Oriole.
Me: And you saw a bat.

And I am NEVER letting that man retire.


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I made the mistake of posting this on FB:

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I thought I was being (honest but) funny. Apparently Hubs took it too far. I was laying on the couch, awake but with my eyes closed when I overheard this conversation:
 
College Boy: Where's mom?
Hubs: She fell asleep on the couch.
College Boy: That's not like her.
Hubs: Yeah, she must have been day drinking again.

Me (popping my head up): What? Don't tell him that! Who else did you say that to?
Hubs: Well, your mom called a while ago . . .


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College Boy comes up from the basement and I'm standing in the kitchen.

Me: Ouch, ouch, ouch, ouch.
College Boy: Are you OK?
Me (looking at him with one eye shut): Oh, I didn't hear you come up. Yes, I'm fine.
College Boy: What did you do?
Me: Nothing.
College Boy: Do you regularly stand in the kitchen with one eye shut saying "ouch?"
Me: No.
College Boy: What happened?
Me: Not telling you, you'll make fun of me.
College Boy: I'm not going to make fun of you if you're hurt.
Me: I'm OK. I was just peeling this orange and the juice squirted in my eye.
College Boy (said under his breath as he walks away rolling his eyes): Only you.

I guess that's his idea of not making fun of me.


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Hubs walks into the room and I'm sitting at the kitchen counter with my laptop open, laughing.
 
Hubs: What's so funny?
Me: I was looking at this facebook post.
Hubs: What's it about?
Me: It asks if people passed their driving test the first time or had to take it again.
Hubs: You passed yours, didn't you?
Me: Kind of.
Hubs: What do you mean?
Me: Well, I passed the written part easily.
Hubs: And you didn't pass the driving part?
Me: I guess I did.
Hubs: You guess?
Me: Well, I'm pretty sure the guy passed me because he was afraid if I retook it he'd have to get into a car with me again. 
Hubs: Why do you think that?
Me: He jumped out of the car while it was still moving and ran into the building saying something about hoping I get more practice.
Hubs: Really?
Me: Yes and I've had an epiphany about my dad too.
Hubs: Your dad?
Me: Yes, when I got home from taking the test, there was a car he'd bought for me sitting in the driveway. I thought he was being so generous.
Hubs: He wasn't?
Me: Now I'm starting to think that he just wanted to be sure I never drove his.



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It had been raining off and on for days, as it tends to do in the spring here in the Midwest.

Hubs: DO NOT let it rain overnight. The lawn is already soaked and I absolutely have to mow it tomorrow.
Me: OK, I'm on it.

Hubs is a heavy sleeper, even sleeps through the tornado sirens (yikes). I'm the opposite, if someone sneezes in the house next door, I wake up, so when we wake up the next morning:

Hubs: Did it rain last night?
Me: Yes, it sounded like it was pouring.
Hubs: You had one job . . .
Me: I know, and I failed. Clearly I shouldn't be expected to do any jobs.
Hubs: Right.
Me: So you should get the laundry going, before you start the coffee cake for breakfast.


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Another day, and I was laughing at a facebook post again (I think I spend entirely too much time looking to facebook for amusement).
 
Me: Wow, I'm reading another one of those facebook posts and this one asks people to name the song that makes them think of growing up and their mom.
Hubs: Why "wow?"
Me: I'm trying to imagine what it must have been like growing up in this house.
Hubs: What house?
Me: Most people are naming sweet songs like "You are my Sunshine," songs like that. But this one person, I'm wondering what their upbringing was like.
Hubs: What song did they say reminded them of growing up with their mom?
Me: Livin' La Vida Loca.


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Hubs had surgery a couple of days ago. It was just one component of an all around pretty crappy day. Watch for next month's Word Counters post, I'll be talking about the whole thing.

That evening I was talking to him about some of the things his surgeon had told me about his recovery.

Hubs: Don't mind me if you have to tell me things more than once, because of the anesthesia, I'm still a bit confused.
Me: You're a bit confused in the best of times.
Hubs (jokingly): Shut up.
Me: Are you sure that's how you want to talk to the keeper of the pain meds?
Hubs: Good point.

A little later:

Hubs: Where are you keeping my pain meds? I should probably have them with me in case I need them.
Me: Nice try.


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One of the things you need to do after surgery is to move around as much as you can to avoid blood clots. I reminded Hubs regularly that first day to just walk around a bit every hour or so.
 
Me: You need to walk. I know you're in a lot of pain and don't want to move around but it's important.
Hubs (starts moving): OK.
 
I notice that he's lifting his legs really high and I start to laugh.
 
Me: You realize you only have to walk, no one said you had to march.
Hubs: You're laughing at me? Are you going to torture me during this whole recovery?
Me: That's the plan.


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Later that day he had been in the basement, came up to the main floor, then headed to the stairs to the bedrooms. 
 
Me: Are you OK?
Hubs (starting up the stairs): Yes.
Me: Are you going to bed?
Hubs (half way up the stairs): No, I'm getting my wallet.
Me: Your wallet?
Hubs (from upstairs): It's cold in the basement.
Me: And your wallet will keep you warm?
 
No answer. I'm pretty sure he knows that the gas fireplace down there is already paid for. But if he leaves some money on the mantle, I guess I won't complain.


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I wasn't sure what his appetite would be that first night or at what time he'd want to eat so I planned warm roasted pork sandwiches with rice and fruit, figuring I could make it quickly when he was ready to eat. He had a good breakfast but only had a snack for lunch. When I asked, he said he just wanted one sandwich for dinner. While he was eating dinner:
 
Me: Good thing I made 2 sandwiches, I made the second one just in case.
Hubs: Yeah, I told you I wanted 2 because I didn't end up eating any lunch.
Me: No, you told me you only wanted one. I made 2.
Hubs: Oh.
 
And the next morning he wakes up and comes into the kitchen with his mask in his hand.
 
Me: That's OK, we don't require a mask to get coffee here . . .

I know I'll probably go to hell for saying this, but turns out I'm really enjoying Hubs on drugs. I haven't laughed this much in a long time.
 
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Peach Pie Coffee Cake         
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Printable Recipe

Ingredients:
3 large peaches
3 TBSP butter
3 TBSP brown sugar
1/2 tsp cinnamon

4 tsp sugar
1/4 tsp cinnamon

3/4 cup oil
3/4 cup brown sugar
1/4 cup sugar
2 eggs
1 tsp vanilla
2 cups flour
1 tsp baking powder
1 tsp baking soda
1/2 tsp salt
1/2 tsp cinnamon
2/3 cup peach yogurt
 
Directions:
*Core and chop the peaches. Melt the butter over medium heat in a small saute pan. Add the chopped peaches, 2 TBSP brown sugar, and 1/4 tsp cinnamon. Cook, stirring now and then for 10 minutes, then remove from heat and set aside.
*Preheat oven to 350 degrees. Mix together 4 tsp sugar and 1/4 tsp cinnamon. Grease a bundt pan well, then sprinkle the brown sugar/cinnamon mixture into the bottom and around the sides. Set aside.
*Beat together the oil, 3/4 cup brown sugar and 1/4 cup sugar. Beat in the eggs and vanilla.
*Mix together the flour, baking powder, baking soda, salt, and 1/2 tsp cinnamon, then beat into the oil mixture. Mix in the peach yogurt and 3 TBSP of the peach mixture.
*Spread about 3/4 of the batter evenly into the bundt pan. Dollop the remaining peach mixture over the top, followed by the rest of the batter.
*Bake for 54 to 50 minutes or until the center springs back to the touch. Cool in the pan for 15 minutes, then run a knife around the edges and remove from the pan to cool completely.

 

7 comments:

  1. I always love these glimpses!
    Yeah, I’ve noticed the same snipping has creeped into our 24/7 conversations. What’s with that?
    Yep. You had one job...
    And Husby’s on painkillers certainly are entertaining!

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    1. Yes, I've definitely had my share of laughs thanks to those pain relievers.

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  2. If you can keep hubs on pain meds indefinitely, just think of all the awesome Fly On The Wall posts you'll write!!

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  3. I look forward to more hysterical posts but I also kind of hope for a quick recovery of your Hubs. I realize the two are somewhat incompatible...pity. But seriously, I'm glad I wasn't reading this in a public place. Alana ramblinwitham.blogspot.com

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    1. He's much better, doesn't need the pain meds any more. Damn!

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  4. While we have the occasional funny thing, it's not nearly as amusing as your house.

    Praying for a speedy recovery for your Hubs.

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