Good doggies get treats.

Jack Russell Terriers have a well-earned reputation for being a trifle spastic. Miss Praline has her moments, but in the main, she's a calm and very focused little dog. Especially when there's little scraps of venison being sawed off and parceled out to puppies. She and Chuy both wait their turns patiently. Good doggies!

On nom nom

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Dear Dad: kill more deer!

I just popped this venison into the oven for a Sunday dinner roast. Yes, that's a huge wodge of butter on top. Plus the beast has been given a grand send-off with a generous smearing of bacon fat. Mmmmmm.

Wow. I just realized I had venison from this lovely little beast last week when Himself whipped up some venison chili for me. I may have to start a sunday, Bambi Sunday series.

Full report to come.

p.s. I LURVESES my Dutch Oven. In fact, before I ever had the inkling that I would ADORE cooking, girlhood version 1.0 of me began having cooking vessel lust. That Dutch Oven in Bugs' "bring me my HOSENFEFFER" episode made me long ever-so-daisperately(that was a Scots accent on that last word, btw) for a Dutch Oven of precisely that design. And one day, I'm going to have one. Oh yes, I will.

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Sunday, Puppy Sunday: a pair of pretty pairs

A couple days ago I wore these Fluevogs to work, and sat on the bed to take them off when I got home and then wandered off into the house. Forgot and left them within pups' reach, but they didn't raise an eyebrow. It's not that the pups never chew things that I'd rather not have chewed, but they just never got into the habit of nomming shoes. Thank goodness. I admit that when I walked in the room and saw them there, my heart sank a bit, fearful that this would be the day they discovered the joys of noshing on shoe leather, but not so!

sweet relief.

Saturday night project: minding the gap

So there's this bloody huge gap between the bottom of the baseboard and where the flooring ends. I think there may have been a quarter round there, or another piece of moulding, or maybe a carpet, but there's a big gap and on cold nights, I feel a cold draft blowing up me smalls, and I don't like it. Eventually, the walls will be replaced in this room, and flooring, etc, and when that happens, well, I'll invest in better trim/baseboards. Until that time, I need to plug up the gap because we have major nasty weather blowing in tomorrow, and if it was cold at 30 degrees, I'll be the 'teens will be super-ooshy.



Don't you just love the 21st century? Expandable foam is so ossum! First I taped off the area so I can cut away the excess (hopefully) without mucking up the humble baseboard and wood flooring the house now sports.

Sequester pups in kitchen, check.
Protective eyewear, check.
Nitrile gloves, check.


*squirty foo* *squirty foo* *squirty foo*

I guess we'll see how this works, but the air has already stopped flowing in. How I've managed to not have rattlesnakes in the house is a marvel, actually.

More later.

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All your technology are culminating with us.

FarmDad sent me this link, and I think this may very well be merely the pinnacle of human achievement.


I love this SO. MUCH.

I can't stop giggling.

Do Want.

Urban Outiftters is a fun store. The clothing is a hit or miss for me, but there are lots of fun trip-toys, and they always have great decor things.

I LOVE LOVE LURVE this bedspread. Actually, several years ago, I found a $600 version of this in all-white cotton voile from someplace like Saks or somesuch and resisted temptation when I could have afforded it at the time. Silly me. Anyway, this blue ombre version is muy adorable, and I may try to figure out a way to succumb, this time...

baker street simpson style

Topo Chico!

I love fizzy water, but it's disappointingly hard to find in stores, and then it's really expensive. I love Voss sparkling water and San Pelligrino and Ty nant, but they're all pricey if you can find them at all.

A great alternative is the Mexican sparkling water Topo Chico.

I'll just let the irony sink in for a moment. True, you go to Mexico, you're not supposed to drink the water, and here I am, drinking water bottled at the source in Mexico.

I found it online for $1.99, but it's available at a local supermarket for .75 a bottle and for .50 sometimes at Walmark. Muy delicioso at a price half or less of that of its high-falutin' counterparts.

Arriba!

wonderful song, very nice voice

Other people will remember him for other songs, but I'll remember him for one of my all-time favorites, Right Down the Line. Walking toward the door of a drug store Sunday afternoon with Himself, I slowed my steps as I heard the introductory tones of this song. Sometimes I have to remind myself that he didn't spend the 70's snuggled up to a portable radio, soaking up every bit of music like some people I could name-- I don't think this tune registered at all for him. I shuffled a second, not wanting to leave the store until I heard the voice of Gerry Rafferty, always smooth and so pleasing to me. I love this song for its felicitous union of voice, instrumentation, layered harmonies and a message of faith and constancy, and that's something to which we all should aspire, in my humble opinion.



I was sad to hear Tuesday evening that he'd died yesterday. R.I.P, Gerry, and thanks for the lovely music.

Etsy and the homey arts.

Nothing evokes warm fuzzies like home-crafted articles, but I cotton the sort of crafts one would never find in Hobby Lobby. Personally, I tend toward collectibles the likes of which would horrify the ever-tasteful Martha Stewart. Collectibles like my air-travel sickbag collection.

Anyhoo, the occasional trawl through Etsy.com is sure to yield delights for a person like me, but even I was in ecstasies over the taxidermied two-headed duckling. But I think they shoulda let it live.

At $25, I'm almost tempted.

Epic Meal Time: Meatball Deathstar

Deathstar is not an exaggeration. This is an aneurysm on a plate. But what a way to go, says my friend Christina. I concur. It looks kinda evil, kinda yummy.


Christina and Silver came to visit Sunday night and it was a grand finish to a long weekend. I LOVE my friends! I've said that about a million times this weekend (blush) but it bears repeating.

Himself made some chili with venison I got from me Pa (thanks, Dad-- was the best EVAR!!!) and Daniel came over and we played Munchkin. Daniel is well evil at Munchkin, btw. You can always tell when he's gearing up to annihilate the room and run the table. No one was spared. Was good fun, though.

Sunday, Puppy Sunday: my handsome boy

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First sight on waking on the year's first day

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