July 14

Disappointment.

It comes to us all, many times every single day.

It comes to my cats every morning when they can not get to this female cardinal who chirps and twitters on the Rose of Sharron hedge just feet from where they lie in the window sill.

The male mocks them and flies here and there, protecting his female and the nest that is close by.

It comes to you today, when you realize that I didn’t make today’s TWD.

I didn’t make it because it just didn’t sound good to me.

Please don’t be hatin’ but brioche has never been something that I am overly fond of.

My apologies to Denise of Chez Us, who picked today’s Brioche Plum Tart.    If you want the recipe to see what I’m missing out on, check her blog.   She has the recipe.

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July 13

I am sitting here, awaiting 8: 21 am to roll around so I can get in my car and go to the dreaded dentist appointment, at which time he will re-bond my permanent retainer to my teeth, and drill a hole in a molar.

Good times, Internet, good times.

I am about to go get me some rice crispies and put as much sugar on it as I can, because I believe in going big, or going home, and since I’m on my way to the dentist office, I figured I’d give him something to look forward to.

Don’t all dentists dream of scraping sugared rice crispies out of teeth?

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July 10

Hi Internet!

It is Friday, and I am nosy.

Since I have been busy in my mud room one excruciatingly long day forever, and I showed you the horror that was underneath my washing machine, I have to know…

How long has it been since you have moved your washer and cleaned under it.

Bonus question~~if you moved it today, what would you find under there?

July 9

Isn’t this the cutest pasta you have ever seen?

This is the pasta that I chose to use for today’s BB’s recipe of Pasta with Sundried Tomatoes.

I made this for our family 4th of July get together.

My sister-in-law tried some and said to me…

SIL: This pasta salad is great.    I don’t like tomatoes so I just picked them out.

CC:  Oh?  Well there is tomatoes in the sauce.

SIL:  No there isn’t!  Tomatoes make me sick, and I’m not sick.

CC:   Ok, just pick them out then~~and I laughed to myself the rest of the day.

I loved this pasta salad.

The sauce was fabulous.

The flavors perfectly came together.

I  used just plain old black olives, because Kalamata olives…$4.50 for a small jar….phtttttt!

And sun dried tomatoes in oil?

Ina, Ina, Ina…honey!   Not everyone has a gourmet store around the corner.

After much searching, the girl found some in a plastic package.

I did find that the next day the salad was dry.

Next time I will triple the sauce at the outset.

Make this pasta salad.

Buy some cute pasta.

Forget about expensive olives.

And rail at your grocer for not carrying sun dried tomatoes in oil.

Pasta with Sun-Dried Tomatoes

Ingredients

  • 1 pound fusilli (spirals) pasta(I got a cuter pasta)
  • Kosher salt
  • Olive oil
  • 1 pound ripe tomatoes, medium-diced
  • 3/4 cup good black olives, such as kalamata, pitted and diced(just use plain old black olives)
  • 1 pound fresh mozzarella, medium-diced
  • 6 sun-dried tomatoes in oil, drained and chopped

For the dressing:

  • 5 sun-dried tomatoes in oil, drained
  • 2 tablespoons red wine vinegar
  • 6 tablespoons good olive oil
  • 1 garlic clove, diced
  • 1 teaspoon capers, drained
  • 2 teaspoons kosher salt
  • 3/4 teaspoon freshly ground black pepper
  • 1 cup freshly grated Parmesan
  • 1 cup packed basil leaves, julienned

Directions

Cook the pasta in a large pot of boiling salted water with a splash of oil to keep it from sticking together. Boil for 12 minutes, or according to the directions on the package. Drain well and allow to cool. Place the pasta in a bowl and add the tomatoes, olives, mozzarella, and chopped sun-dried tomatoes.

For the dressing, combine the sun-dried tomatoes, vinegar, olive oil, garlic, capers, salt, and pepper in a food processor until almost smooth.

Pour the dressing over the pasta, sprinkle with the Parmesan and basil, and toss well.

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July 8

As you know, I purchased a washing machine.

The store that I purchased it from told me…”if you have the old machine out, and ready for the new one, the delivery men will install it, and make sure it is working.”

Score!

Free delivery!

Score!

Free set up!

So Monday, the boy and I began to remove the old machine.

But we ran into problems right away.

There was absolutely no way that it would come out.

It was stuck.

It was then that we remembered that the sink wasn’t installed when we first put in the washing machine.

Alrightythen.

We had to remove everything from the mud room.

Everything, and the brownies were forgotten.

The kitchen got so full of stuff that the sink was relegated to the out of doors.

Then the boy got to work wrestling the machine to the front porch.

It took him about 15 minutes.

It wouldn’t make it past the door, so the door to the mudroom had to come off.

Wiped sweat off face.

The machine made it out of the mudroom…6 whole inches before we realized that the refrigerator handle was in the way.

Off it came.

Machine on the porch…check.

Wiped sweat off of face.

Fridge handle back on…check.

Door back on the hinges…check.

Finally I was able to go back into the mudroom, and for the sake of full disclosure….

I swept up about 2 cups of litter and enough cat fur to make a kitten.

Where is all this sweat coming from?

Mop the floor…check.

Wiped sweat off of face.

Put all the cat stuff back in the room…check.

Wiped sweat off face.

Ate a brownie…or four.

Yesterday morning the men arrived with my new machine.

Door back off the hinges…check.

And the machine makes it into the room.

All hooked up…check.

Moving man: could you please turn the water back on so that we can make sure it is working properly.

CC:  not really a good idea.   The sink lines are still open.

Moving man:   That’s ok, it will be alright.

CC: shrugs and hobbles trots downstairs to turn on the water…hobbles trots back upstairs into the mudroom only to see 2 men frantically trying to plug the sink lines with their fingers.

Moving man:  frantically looking up says “turn it off”

CC: giggles to self as she makes her way back down the stairs.

Back upstairs to see Moving men freaking out because of all the water.

CC: mops the floor…..again

When the boy got home from work, he put the sink back in.

And all is right with the world.

Now to wash some clothes.

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