December 24

It is Friday, Internet.

Not only is it Christmas Eve, but it is time for FFwD.

As a 9-10 year old I had just learned what “take a leak” meant, and when you are that age, any kind of potty humor is just beyond funny.

Around that time, we had gone over at my Grandma and Grandpa Teal’s house.

Now my dad’s parents were very proper and practical.

Grandma especially.

We were over there for supper and she had made some potato soup.

The Mother asked her how she made it.

Grandma said “well, you take a leek and put it in the pot”.

It was at that moment I think the Mother wanted to die because I thought it was hysterical. I laughed.  I laughed loud and long.

The adults were not amused.

garlic and onion

When I read that we were making Leek and Potato soup, I immediately thought of my Grandma.

And how much I am like her.

Practical, frugal, a place for everything and everything in its place.

fingerling potatoes

I did make a few substitutions.

1. Pothole does not know what a leek is, (snicker…bwahahahahaha) so I used extra onion.

2. Chocolatechic did not have russet potatoes, so she used fingerling ones instead.


And cream.

Heavy cream.

Grandma Teal would have used water.   She was a product of the Great Depression.

This soup was just so good I could have eaten it till I exploded.

I will be making this again and again and again…thinking of my Grandma every time I do.

I miss you Grandma.


December 23

I think I have told you before how when Sister and I were little, in the wintertime the Mother would send us outside ahead of the Dad before he would run to the grocery so we could “sneak attack” him with snowballs.

Little did we know that it wasn’t a “sneak attack” at all.

Dad knew.

sneak attack


sneak attack 2

I have never warned Superman.

don't gloat

Why ruin a good sneak attack?

superman retreating


superman has a plan


getting her licks in

I fear though that I have failed in a few areas of the “sneak attack” lessons.

oh no
1. You don’t bring a knife silly string to a gun snowball fight, and

dont bring string to a snow ball fight

2. Retreating is smart.

December 22

Every year when Superman and the chips/chip go to pick out the Christmas tree, I beg…beg…beg them to please, please, please pick out a smaller tree.


ginormous tree

And every year they come home with a ginormous monstrosity.

This year was no exception.

Superman ended up cutting off almost 3 feet of trunk just so it would fit.




I want a smaller tree for several reason.

1. We don’t have enough ornaments for a huge tree.

2. Our house is small, and therefore there isn’t. room. for. a. huge. tree.

party animals

3. It is exhausting work decorating such a large tree.


December 21

Hello Tuesday.

Hello Dorie.

This past month I have been an epic failure at TWD.


This week we were supposed to make Cardamom Crumb Cake.

Jill of Jill’s Blog picked today’s recipe.

Tanya of Chocolatechic did not make the recipe.

I told you, epic failure.

Next week, however, I will no longer be epic or a failure because I will be posting a TWD.

Pinky swear.

December 20

Hey there Internet!


How have you been?


I have been busy.


I am nosy.   Exclamation point.


What I want to know today is…


Is there anything that you would absolutely go digging through the trash for?   and is there anything that you’d just get another one because digging through the trash…ewwwwwwwwwww!




December 19

Today I am thankful.


I am thankful for…


♥  Family.   I spent a wonderful 5 hours with Superman’s family yesterday and I haven’t had that much fun in a long time.


♥  Cookies.   They make a wonderful supper.


♥  Superman.   He has been working so very hard lately.


♥ My parents.  They mean the world to me.

December 17

Before I get out of bed every morning I mentally make a loose schedule of the day.


I thrive on the schedule.


Yesterday morning was no different.


I was going to go to the grocery store to get the stuff for my FFwD, eat some breakfast, do my chores, go to a doc appointment, and make My go to Beef Daube.


Well, I went to the grocery around 7am.


Ate some breakfast.


Came home, did chores, went to the doc appointment, and that is when the schedule decided to deviate.

One of the girls friends came over and they needed driven somewhere, and by the time I got home, I didn’t have 2½ + hours to make Beef Daube.


Today my loose schedule consists of


☺ Making Beef Daube


The end.