Counting my words again.
Today my fellow Word Counters and I are sharing our monthly group post. Each month one group member picks
a number between 12 and 50. All participating bloggers are then
challenged to write something (or a few somethings, as the case may be)
using that exact number of words. Today we all share what we came up
with.
This month's number is 50. It was chosen by Mimi of Messymimi's Meanderings.
As
I've been doing in these Word Counters posts, I've chosen a theme and
am using my word count multiple times in keeping with the theme.
~ I've chosen the theme Plan B. Actually, it chose me, because Plan B is . . . plan B. I'll explain. First I want to say that for this post, I'm counting "B" as a word. It is a word (be, bee), so choosing between counting it and ignoring it, I'm counting it.
~ I was going to write a fictional story with the challenge of allowing the topic to be randomly chosen from a book on my Kindle. I'd open a book and the name of a random chapter would be my topic. Fun, right? Random chapter title: Titty Trap. Ummm . . . plan B.
~ So I moved on to another chapter in the book. It's my favorite genre, a mystery (this one a legal thriller), so I'll just find another chapter, more appropriate, they can't all be like that. Second random chapter title: Spitting and Pissing. Challenge aborted. plan B needs a plan B!
~ Right about at then, Hubs informed me that he'd be running the sprinklers (it had been broiling hot), and then would mow the lawn in the morning and go into work in the afternoon. Sprinklers ran. It poured all night. No mowing the lake lawn in the morning. Plan B.
~ Truth is, one thing that life in general, and recipe development specifically, has taught me, it's that in pretty much every situation, we have to be prepared for plan B. We may not have a specific plan B in mind, but more often than not, things change on the fly.
Grilled Hoisin Chicken
~ Our lives, most of us, have been, in the recent past, a constant succession of plan B after plan B. Covid has taught us resilience. The way we shop, the way we travel, the people we see, even the food we eat, has all been dictated by plan B choices.
~ I'm here to say, that's not a bad thing. To be humbled making choices that wouldn't be our first, to be forced to edit our priorities, to be innovative in reaching our goals, all productive in a country where narcissism reigns. Much can be learned from a forced plan B.
~ And yet . . . if that lawn doesn't get mowed soon, it'll take a search party, complete with a St. Bernard (don't forget the barrel of brandy around his neck) to find me if I dare to venture out our back door. Plan B: get me that dog and I'll go voluntarily.
Here are links to the other Word Counters posts:
Grilled Hoisin Chicken
©www.BakingInATornado.com
Ingredients:
3 boneless skinless chicken breasts1/3 cup hoisin sauce
1/4 cup soy sauce
2 TBSP orange juice
1/2 tsp sesame oil
2 tsp brown sugar
1 tsp ginger paste
1 clove garlic, minced
1 green onion, chopped
Directions:
*Trim the chicken and cut each into 2 - 3 pieces, trying to keep the thickness fairly uniform.
*Whisk
together the hoisin, soy sauce, orange juice, sesame oil, brown sugar,
ginger paste, minced garlic and chopped green onion to make the
marinade. Pour into a gallon sized bag with the chicken pieces. Seal and
refrigerate, turning the bag now and then for at least 4 hours, to
overnight.
*Remove
the chicken from the marinade. Preheat the grill to about 400 degrees.
Once the chicken is on the grill, cover the grill and lower the heat to
about 350.
*Grill
the chicken pieces for about 8 minutes, turning each piece slightly to
the side half way through. Turn the pieces over and grill for another
about 4 - 6 minutes.
*NOTE: grill times are approximate as times are affected by the thickness of the meat and how your grill heats. Be sure the chicken is completely cooked through.
*NOTE: grill times are approximate as times are affected by the thickness of the meat and how your grill heats. Be sure the chicken is completely cooked through.
My plan b is the lawn mower itself right now. Every single time hubby gets on it he breaks something! First it was the blades now it's something to do with the pulleys'. I need goats!
ReplyDeleteGoats for the win!
DeleteWe've been through some situations where we've gotten to Plan E or F or even further, then circled back to a previous plan. It always works out in the end, even when the end is a long way in coming.
ReplyDeleteYes, if we keep at it, most of the time we end up where we want to be.
DeleteDog and brandy sound like an excellent Plan B!
ReplyDeleteThings have been in such upheaval, I just look at Plan B as part of the whole process--expected from the start. And doesn't that just make it part of Plan A?
My brain hurts...
At this point, it probably does just make it an extension of plan A. Now my brain hurts too.
DeletePeople that can go with the flow are some of the serene and happiest I know.
ReplyDeleteI agree.
DeleteAnd COVID is still here. I am so happy we've been spared that horrible heat wave so far but our luck has run out starting today. We were already in a drought so our lawn has already surrendered and has stopped growing, and that is fine with us. We don't irrigate. I guess that's our plan B here. I'm a big plan B'er and was before COVID. COVID has forced plans C, D, and sometimes E on us, and, as you say, it's not all a bad thing. But it's tiring. And we all are tired.
ReplyDeleteYes, exhausted. How much I wish I had appreciated how much easier life was back when I had no idea what was coming.
DeleteI was here
ReplyDeleteI'm glad you stopped by.
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