Picture Sunday

Hello, end of weekenders, and welcome to another round of Picture Sunday.

This weekend was pretty much business as usual, a blissful night of Friday chilling after going to the grocery after work, then a Saturday trip to Mr M's to commune with him and the DeepFatFriar. Who, and I've been meaning to tell you this, was once a friar, is definitely deep, but is not at all fat. He supposedly was at one time, but I've seen pictures and challenge this.

There was something of a double event Thursday in Betland. I had to travel about 90 minutes west for a TheCompanyIWorkFor meeting. Event Number One is that we had our first snow of the season. I damn near froze putting gas in my car, but drove back in the snow the whole way, happy. (I like snow.) Event Number Two is that before I came home not only was I the purchaser of two pairs of shoes, but I finally found a new bed set. I've been looking for one for about a year, and I'm very picky when it comes to these things. I don't like flowers, I don't like swirly patterns, I don't like tropical scenes, satin, knobby chenille, or much else. However, I do like stripes. I also like stripes in enough colors that I'll have a neverending array of matching sheets.




















Oddly enough, white sheets came with this, which was, in my humble opinion, the worst color they could have picked. I put them on though, because they were new and had that nice strip of color along the top.

Now, let's go back to Tuesday. Tuesday, as you know if you read my Tuesday blog, was Mr M's birthday. He asked for a specific gift from me. He wanted me to make him a rubber stamp.

Now, I used to do this, and I used to be quite good at it. I used to be good at it some 15 years ago, when I had young hands and eyes and a lot more creativity running through my veins. I wasn't so sure I could still make a stamp, and to make matters worse, he wanted a stamp of a very specific thing. He wanted a stamp of the fingering diagram, the holes and keys, of a clarinet.

But I was game, and gave it a shot. The first one was coming along fairly well until I decided to hone and refine. And I got a little hone-happy, and wiped the low F-sharp key right off his artisitic clarinet. So I started again, and, well, there's not much I do I'll say I'm happy about, but I think I did a pretty good job. Here it is.
















See, now when he (or one of his students) wants to remember a certain fingering, all he needs to do is slap that stamp on a piece of paper and start filling in keys. As in, "Hey, Mr M, how do you play a high C-sharp?" "Well, funny you should ask." (*slap!*)
















And there you have it.

OK, now time for the recipe du jour. You know folks, I will readily admit to having the odd crisis of confidence. As evidenced by the above story. However, there are times when I'm convinced that I'm just a flat-out fucking genius. Tonight's recipe is one of those times.

We all know Thanksgiving is upon us. Thanksgiving, of course, used to be a day of relaxation, family gatherings, and big feasts. Not so today. Let's face it, moms are working, kids are running in a hundred different directions, dads are in front of the TV watching football, and frankly, you probably have relatives coming over you want to dispense from your home as quickly as possible. Well, tonight's recipe is just for you, modern family! It's from the "One-Dish Meals" file at cardland, and please say hello to it now, Thanksgiving Dinner.






















Yes, Thanksgiving Dinner the easy way. It takes an hour. All you do is mix up a can of pumpkin, an egg, and some cream, and put it in a pie crust. Then you position some sliced turkey breast around the edges. Bake it, and when it comes out of the oven, top it with a ring of mashed potatoes and green beans, and stick a dollop of stuffing in the middle. Of course, when eating a piece of Thanksgiving Dinner, you must top it with some gravy and whipped cream. The holidays don't get any easier than this.

And sorry about my trash in the upper right hand corner of the picture there. Tonight's trash night. For some reason I was particularly trashy this week.

Happy week.

Betland's Olympic Update:
* May I have a head and hand count of who'll be around this week? I need to know whether to do acro tomorrow. Thanks.