Horny Honey and Runaway Rum: Fly on the Wall

 

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.

Do you know the difference between gulp and guzzle? I recently had it explained to me.

We'd had wine with dinner, and at the end of the meal, Hub's second glass was still full. I went to do the dishes.

Me: Anything else for the dishwasher before I run it?

Hubs (handing me his empty wine glass): Just this.

Me: Did you just guzzle that wine?
Hubs: No.

Me: But that glass was full less than a minute ago.

Hubs: I did not guzzle it, you don't guzzle wine.

Me: So, did you dump it in my planter?

Hubs: No, I gulped it. 
Me: Umm, so you did guzzle it.

Hubs: No, guzzle is to drink it all down at once, I drank it in 3 gulps.

Well, at least he didn't dump it into my planter.

 

 

Every now and then I make my Apple Cinnamon Ring, it's easy to make and everyone loves it.

When I made it last week, I had to change it up a bit, due to what I had on hand.

Hubs (after taking a bite): I think maybe something was wrong with the apple you used. Try this, it doesn't taste right.

Me: That's probably because that apple is a pear.

Hubs was giong out to get his hair cut and asked if I needed anything while he was out. I told him I had a list of things, but I didn't need any of them right away. He asked what I needed, just so he'd know. I gave him my list, six items on it, and again told him nothing was needed this minute. Hubs sat down at the desk and wrote out my list.

Later he came home with everything I'd asked for.

Me: You didn't have to make all those stops, I told you I didn't need all of this right away.

Hubs: I wanted to get it all before I forgot.

Me: How could you forget? You wrote out a list.

Hubs: The list, that's what I'd end up forgetting.

Hubs: What's for dinner?

Me: I knew what I was going to make, but now I'm not sure.

Hubs: What changed your mind?
Me: I thought I might try a different ingredient.

Hubs: Oh yeah, what?
Me: Shampoo. 

Hubs: Did you say shampoo?
Me: Yes, I was in the shower this morning and noticed the shampoo bottle says that it's vegan.

Hubs (walking away rolling his eyes and commenting under his breath): I suppose next we'll be washing our hair with soy sauce.

College Boy (walking into the kitchen): Hey, mom, what are you making for dinner?

Me: I'm trying a new casserole.

College Boy: It doesn't have shampoo in it, does it? Dad was muttering something about dinner and shampoo.

Me: No. It has rice, chicken . . .

College Boy: Sounds good.

Me: And snow peas and carrots.

College Boy: Yum.

Me: In a teriyaki sauce.

College Boy: Oh, I'm really not a fan of teriyaki sauce.

Me: How about I add a little shampoo?

Teriyaki Chicken Casserole

Hubs is watching college football as I walk into the den. I stop in my tracks when I hear the what the sportscasters are saying:

Sportscaster: That quarterback is high, he's been high this whole game.

Me: Did they just say he's high? How would they know? Has he had the munchies on the sidelines or something?
Hubs: That's what they said, but not what they meant . . .

Just then I hear the sportscasters say something about removing the quarterback, and execute.

Me: Execute. You can't execute someone because they're high. Not in this country, anyway.

Hubs: They're saying that he's been throwing the ball too high, consistently missing the receivers. And that he should be removed if he can't execute his plays. And you need to go find something to do and stop ruining the game.

Me (walking away, mumbling under my breath): Fine, see if you don't end up with shampoo in your dinner . . .

I had typed up a new recipe I was trying out, proofread it, and headed to the kitchen. Once I had tried it out, I made the adjustments to the recipe that I had made while making it, then proofread it one last time. 

I was about to publish it, when my eye caught what I hadn't seen both the first time I proofread, and the second time.

The recipe was supposed to include 1/4 cup of honey, and definitely not 1/4 cup of horny.

Hubs comes into the den and I'm laying on the floor with my head in the bar and bottles all around me.

Me: Damn it.

Hubs: Something wrong in the bar?

Me: I lost the spiced rum.

Hubs: What do you mean you lost the spiced rum?

Me (starting to sound frantic): I lost the spiced rum, I lost the spiced rum. I cannot find the spiced rum.

Hubs: Maybe we don't have any.

Me (rolling my eyes): Of course we do. And I need the bottle for a recipe picture for my blo9g. 

Hubs: When did you last have some?

Me: Just an hour ago.

Hubs: It's 8:30 in the morning.

Me: And . . .?

Hubs (walking away): Unless it's hiding from you, I'm sure you'll find it.

About 20 minutes later:

Me (yelling to Hubs down in his man cave): Found it!
Hubs: The spiced rum?

Me: Yes, I have it.

Hubs: Where was it?

Me: In the kitchen, right next to the horny honey.

A blogger posted a picture of her new recipe, a cake. Along with, of course, a description.

Now let me just say that I'm not making fun of her, English is clearly not her first language, and I commend her for her efforts to communicate in English, which she often does, effectively.

But I really had to laugh at her explanation at using new (to her) ingredients. She said:

"I am glad I tried it. Never give up not trying and always create the cake with additional ingredients as long as it never kills you."

I'm thinking something got lost in the translation here. 

Apparently, I don't speak southern as well as I had thought. Well, not really speak it so much as understand it.

 

I was watching a true crime show, taking place in Alabama. The prosecutor, in his thick southern accent, was laying out his case. He explained that just 10 days before the murder, the victim's wife insisted that he get a new wheel.

 

A new wheel? Did she want to be sure the car was in good shape once he was gone? If it needed a new wheel, how is this evidence against her?

 

While I was trying to figure out what that meant, he showed his proof. A new will. Dated 10 days before the victim's death.

 

Ah, will. Well, that makes a hell of a lot more sense.

 

 

 

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

Menopausal Mother

What TF Sarah

Teriyaki Chicken Casserole

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Printable Recipe

Ingredients:
2 small boneless, skinless chicken breast halves

3 TBSP pineapple juice

1/4 cup soy sauce plus 1/3 cup, divided

3 TBSP brown sugar, divided

1 tsp minced garlic, divided

3/4 cup vegetable broth

1/4 cup water

1/2 tsp ginger paste

1/2 tsp sesame oil

2 green onions, chopped

1 1/2 cups instant whole grain brown rice

1 large carrot

6 oz snow peas and/or snap peas

Directions:

*NOTE: the chicken can be marinated, cooked, and chopped up to 2 days in advance.

*Trim the chicken breast halves and place in a gallon size plastic bag. Whisk together the pineapple juice, 1/4 cup of the soy sauce, 1 TBSP brown sugar, and 1/2 tsp minced garlic. Pour into the bag with the chicken, refrigerate, turning now and then for 2 hours.

*Remove the chicken from the marinade, discard the marinade, and cook the chicken completely any way you choose (skillet, air fryer, grill, baked, or broiled). Chop the chicken into bite sized pieces. If using now, set aside. If precooking, refrigerate and bring to room temperature when you're ready to proceed.

*Grease a 9 X 13 casserole dish. Preheat oven to 350 degrees.

*Sprinkle the brown rice into the bottom of the prepared dish. Shred the carrot with a potato peeler and sprinkle over the rice. Top with the pea pods and the chicken.

*Whisk together the vegetable broth, water, 1/3 cup soy sauce, 2 TBSP brown sugar, 1/2 tsp minced garlic, the ginger, sesame oil, and green onion. Pour over the casserole.

*Cover with tin foil and bake for about 40 minutes, until the rice has absorbed the liquid. Stir and serve.