mexicali (non)-blues

so it turns out that i rock at making homemade nachos.  i'd post pictures of the yummy'ness, but we can't find our camera.  another time...

i've got my spotify "starred" playlist on shuffle and a mix of blue, red and white baby potatoes waiting for me to tackle next.  wedge salads after that.  then, it's break time.

life is good.

happy thanksgiving 2011

i already shared a "charlie brown thanksgiving" in a previous post, so i'll just wish everyone a happy, healthy thanksgiving & leave it at that.

a wee smidge behind

the turkey just went into the oven.  that's about two hours later than expected.  so, let's see... if it's s'posed to cook for 4-1/2 hours, which means 5+... well, we'll be skipping the matinee & seeing an evening showing of the new "muppets" movie.

on to watching some of the parade on TV w/ the family & prepping the rest of the food while the bird cooks.  (and yes, carl, you were right... those crowds would've been torture if we went into the city to see the parade.)

hmm... is it too early for nachos?

i wasn't gonna do it, but i couldn't help myself

finished making compound butter & cranberry sauce for tomorrow's holiday meal.  there goes waiting till the morning to get started.

happy (almost) thanksgiving, y'all.

thanksgiving eve 2011

carl is home from atlantic city.  peapod & fresh direct have made their deliveries.  and, claire is officially off for the rest of the week.

time to relax & unwind w/ the family before the cooking madness ensues tomorrow morning.  actually, i just took a batch of brownies out of the oven, but i would've made those regardless of the upcoming holiday.

in the grand scheme of things, this really isn't the hardest part

stuck at home waiting for carl, peapod & fresh direct to arrive.  can't really complain.  i've got my music, TV, computer & then some to keep me occupied.  and of course, there's always the apartment to take care of, too, but that's no fun...

all by myself

so, in an odd turn of events, claire is now sleeping over at her friend's apartment, which leaves me here at home all by my lonesome.

no offense to my family, but... nice.

testing myself

claire had her friends over for dinner & a playdate after school today, which has now led into one of them sticking around for a sleepover.

am i meshuga?  perhaps.  i mean, i'm kinda hopeful that come 8:30pm, the girls'll be on their way to dreamland, but we'll see what happens.  so far though, i'm like the coolest mom in the world.

sunday, interrupted

w/ carl in atlantic city till wednesday, i'm holding-off on watching our sunday night shows till he returns home -- we'll catch-up w/ them together on-demand later in the week.

so, what's a gal to do on a sunday night?  well, the putch is asleep, etta james is on spotify & i'm about to treat myself to an episode or two of "high school of the dead" on netflix -- i'll prolly cap that off by falling asleep w/ the food network on TV.  pretty decent plans, if'n yooze ask me.

what does marsellus wallace look like?

gosh darn, "pulp fiction" makes me so happy.