Welcome
to a monthly Fly on the Wall group post. Today 3 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.
You know I talk all the time about the frustrations I go through with auto correct, here's my latest:
PurDude loves sriracha, puts it on almost everything. There has, however, been a severe sriracha shortage for some time now. I saw that a local store, still out of the Huy Fong, had some sriracha made by tabasco. I thought it sounded promising, after all, tabasco does make hot sauce. So I thought maybe I'd buy some for the next time PurDude is home.
When he texted me that morning, I texted back:
Me: Have you found any sriracha lately? I found some from tabasco I thought we might try.
PurDude: I actually did find some at a drug store chain.
Me: What do you think of me getting the tabasco for you?
PurDude: I'm really not much of a smoker.
Huh? What the hell was that kid talking about? So I looked at my text. Yup, thanks to autocorrect, I just offered to buy my kid tobacco to put on his dinner.
I walk around barefoot, pretty much as often as I can. Especially in the warmer weather, but often even in the winter if I'm just doing stuff around the house.
Might not be what you do, but at least there's some logic, right?
Hubs wears socks year round, even in the summer when he's just in the house. On a hot summer day, even a warm day early in fall, he wears socks in the house, then takes them off to put his shoes on and go mow the lawn.
Can you explain that to me? Because he can't. Not in a way that makes sense, anyway.
I had just come back from an initial appointment with a new doctor.
Hubs: How'd it go?
Me: I think I need a new doctor.
Hubs: That was a new doctor.
Me: I know, but she didn't like my suggestion.
Hubs: What suggestion?
Me: The one I made when I first saw her.
Hubs: And what was that?
Me: That maybe she should finish high school before I let her examine me.
Hubs (sighing): Yeah, I think you need a new doctor.
I had a birthday this month. Hubs went out and got me Dunkin Munchkins to have with my coffee. I love them but rarely have them.
Hubs (coming in the house): I got you some Dunkin Munchkins to start your day today.
Me (watching him open the box and start taking out donut hole after donut hole): What are you doing?
Hubs: Having some donuts.
Me: I thought those were for me.
Hubs: You're sharing.
We were in line waiting for our flu shot when we realized the woman in front of us is someone we hadn't seen in a long time. While we waited, we chatted and caught up on what was going on with our kids. Turns out, one of hers lives not far from PurDude.
Her: So what does PurDude do in Boulder?
Me: He works for PST, a subsidiary of Union Pacific.
Her: Oh, what does he do?
Me: He's a computer programmer. Basically he develops apps.
Her: Appetizers?
Me: Ummm . . . no . . . that's me.
Mini Seafood Cups
College Boy was in the kitchen, wearing just a pair of pants, eating breakfast before getting in the shower. I was sitting on the couch drinking my coffee.
College Boy: Can you turn on the news?
Me (turning it on): Sure.
College Boy: Can you turn it up?
Me: I'll turn it up a bit, but I don't want my ears to bleed.
A few minutes later, he was eating and I decided to go shower.
College Boy: Now that you're leaving, turn up the volume.
Me (thinking a "please" would be nice): Do you want to finish that sentence?
College Boy: Or else.
Well, I guess that's another way to go.
I turned up the volume for him, walked into the kitchen to put my mug in the dishwasher:
College Boy: A fly just landed on my back.
Me: What?
College Boy: There was a fly buzzing around the kitchen and I just felt him land on my back.
I look, and there is a fly on his back. I grab the fly swatter, raise it above my head and start walking towards him.
College Boy: Don't you dare touch that disgusting fly swatter to my bare skin.
Me: Do you want to finish that sentence?
College Boy: Or else!
Just for the record, I was never going to hit him with that fly swatter, but oh, the look on his face. Priceless.
Unlike most people, I don't do everything on my cell. I use a laptop, it works best for the amount of blog writing I do, as well as for editing pics and making graphics.
Lately, some of my laptop keys don't consistently make a connection. It's spotty, sometimes I can type normally, other times, I have so much trouble I end up finding, when I edit, that letters have been left out of words.
I do edit when I write blog posts, but when I'm answering people in the thread of my FB posts, I generally don't, just type up my answer and move on.
So that's my excuse. Now the story:
I run a daily (Monday through Friday) Baking In A Tornado food based Wordle game. Each day I post a link to the puzzle and people go, play, then come back and post their results for me to see how they did. I then respond.
One day, someone had guessed my word in 2 tries. Most of the others had taken 3 tries or more. She posted her results with the comment "best score on this thread!" To which I responded, "yes, so far today."
FB notified me later that she had responded to my comment. When I looked, her response was "???"
Unsure of what she was questioning, I looked at what I'd said to her. Apparently, not only was the space between the last two words gone, but so was the "oday."
So what I'd actually said to her was "yes, so fart."
And now I'll be editing all of my comments on FB too.
Me: We're having a bit of a weird dinner.
Hubs: What do you mean?
Well, I had some chicken left from the other night when we had roasted chicken so I thought I'm make sandwiches.
Hubs: OK.
Me: And I'm trying out a new appetizer recipe, so I thought we'd have those and some fresh fruit with our sandwiches.
Hubs: Sounds good.
Later, we sat down to dinner. I waited for him to try the appetizers to see what he thought.
Hubs: They're good!
Me: Why do you sound surprised?
Hubs: No, I said they're good?
Me: Are you asking me?
Hubs: No! I like them! They're good!
Me: There you go . . .
Hubs: Is it safe to eat my dinner now?
Me: Are you asking me?
Hubs: Yes, just, you know, checking.
I was texting with PurDude, who often goes on trips with his friends from high school. Since he knows few people in Boulder, I love that he does this. But around the holiday season, he usually comes home.
PurDude: My friends and I are going to San Fransisco next month.
I started to panic, he usually comes here in the middle of November and stays through most of December.
Me: Sounds like fun. When are you going? I was hoping you were planning to come here next month.
PurDude. We're going the first week of November. I'd be open to coming home for Thanksgiving, but I haven't received an invite yet.
Invite?
Me: Seriously? This is your home. OK, fine. You're invited to visit from the 2nd week in November until forever. RSVP at your convenience. Today is good . . .
Now click on the links below for a peek into some other homes:
Mini Seafood Cups
©www.BakingInATornado.com
Ingredients:
1 TBSP butter
8 oz bay scallops
salt and pepper
1 cup extra small shrimp, peeled, deveined, tail off
4 TBSP Alouette garlic and herb cheese
1 tsp lemon juice
8 Ritz crackers, crushed, divided
24 wonton wrappers
Directions:
*Melt the butter in a saute pan over medium heat.
*Pat the shrimp and scallops dry, cut them in half and add to the pan, cook and stir until cooked, the shrimp will be pink and the scallops will be white and no longer opaque. Remove from heat and drain well.
*Whisk together the cheese and lemon juice. Add the seafood and mix well. Add half of the crushed crackers and mix again. Set aside.
*Preheat oven to 350 degrees.
*Grease 24 mini muffin wells with non stick spray. Press the center of each wonton shell into each of the wells. Divide the seafood mixture into the center of each wonton wrapper. Top with the remaining crushed crackers.
*Bake for 10 minutes.