Showing posts with label hot dogs. Show all posts
Showing posts with label hot dogs. Show all posts

06 October 2010

This and That

  1. On Monday I snuggled with Mitch in the bed.  I was hugging him.  An hour or so later I had poison ivy all over my arm.  Seriously? (And it itches like crazy!  Worse than a chigger!  By the way, why are chiggers so funny?  And why is Chigarid even funnier?)
  2. Matt has a cold.  I'm trying to be a nice, good wife who does things like cook chicken noodle soup (and by chicken noodle soup I mean chili cheese dogs--they're good for a cold!) and picks up cough drops and juice at Target and does all of the dishes after dinner. Also I'm doing those things because on Monday I was possessed by the devil and was a super bitch for no reason.  Or maybe I was possessed by poison ivy?
  3. Why are these fries so good?  They also make spicy sweet potato fries!  Confession: we've eaten Alexia frozen fries twice this week.  It's not really a healthy food kind of week.
  4. I want to make these cookies with Reese's Pieces instead of Reese's Cups.  What do you think about that?
  5. Matt is watching the newest Real World/Road Rules challenge, "the fifth major American sport." (Apparently Bill Simmons said that.)  That show's been going on so long that contestants have gotten married and now divorced.  (Gee golly, I'm so surprised, Danny and Melinda!  Was it the steroids or the anger or just the fact that you're both batshit crazy?)  I like watching it because it always makes me feel like I'm a superior human being.
  6. I think that when the contestants on Real World/Road Rules challenge need to feel superior, they turn on Teen Mom.  Last night I ellipted for an hour, completely fueled by the anger of watching Amber, Maci, and Catelynn's whore of a mom.  I think Amber is actually the worst human being on the planet.  I hate her with my heart and with my soul.  How many times does she need to hit Gary and scream at her child before someone rescues her child from her?
  7. It was picture day at school.  I HATE picture day.
  8. I'm making these tomorrow, but with cherries.
  9. The weather is out of control perfect this week.  Can it just stay like this until the end of time?
  10. Mitch is currently sitting on Matt's lap, being really sweet.  It just seems sweet, though.  Really, he's trying to take Matt's cough drop out of his mouth.  Mitch loves cough drops.

19 August 2010

True Love

Hello, you perfect trouser, you.

If you're in the market for some fantastic black (or gray or navy pinstripe) pants for school or work or just plain ol' hookin' (actually, you shouldn't be hookin' at all, and if you are hookin', this seems to be more appropriate than nice, sensible trousers), then scoot yourself down to your local Gap and pick yourself up a pair of these babies.

Also, Gap's been giving out these 40% off a single item on Wednesdays coupons, so get one of those, and then go on Wednesday and get the perfect trousers for a more perfect price. 

Oh, and in case you were wondering (yeah, like you were wondering), that is not my body in those pictures.  Girls don't get to looking like that by eating hot dogs four days in a row.  Seriously.  I've eaten at least one hot dog every day since Monday.  It's disgusting.  And delicious.  But more disgusting.

26 June 2009

Fancy Grilling Recipes

Cassie and Hugh are fancy, so for their send-off, we had a fancy grilling theme. The food was incredible. Here are a few of the things we made, and the links to the recipes. I was too busy shoving my food into my face to take pictures, so these are stolen from their respective websites.

First: Manchego Cheese and Garlic Dogs. These were my personal favorites. Those are roasted red peppers. Mmmm. I'm hungry now.




We had one of our all-time favorites: the chili cheese dog.


And because man cannot live on hot dogs alone, Romaine, Avocado, and Corn Salad.


Now I am going to go elipt for approximately 12 hours.

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