March 3, 2014
March 1, 2014
The cookies were the recipes with the February Cookie A Sock Club. Chocolate Crinkles; I was out of powdered sugar so we used peanuts, and cream cheese sugar cookies; in which we had a bit too much fun with our cookies cutters, gnomes, and ninjas and Vermont oh my.
Earlier this week I had a massive and horrible migraine/sinus headache/desire to die. Mr. Gnome had been rambling on about pizza bites the previous week and I'd had a plan to surprise him with semi-homemade ones. Turns out this is a good Daddy/daughter/mommy wants to die dinner. Then on day three of the headache Mr. Gnome brought home a frozen cheese pizza and accessorized it with veggies we had in the fridge. He was proud, took the picture, told me to blog it. Be glad I don't blog a lot of the things he tells me to blog...
The headache has passed and home made vegan burritos and stir fries and such are back on the menu. Though there is still one last frozen apple pie in the deep freezer and a winter storm heading our way.
February 28, 2014
February 18, 2014
February 13, 2014
February 12, 2014
On to the audio books The Bug and I started The Land of Stories the other day. It's fun and funny. The Bug's been reading the Complete Grimm's Fairly Tales and is almost done. She's been obsessed with one about a turnip. Some of those stories are down right weird. So now she is also loving books that revisit those fairy tales and interweave the story into another story or all together. She likes the idea of it being one world where everyone can interact with each other, even the giant Turnip. This book is all about that.
I'm listening to M is for Magic by Neil Gaiman. Read by Neil Gaiman as well; he is fantastic at reading his own work. I haven't started the Monty Python one it's about the making of The Holy Grail. I want to rewatch it before I start. Oooh maybe I can do that tonight!
February 11, 2014
February 5, 2014
Often Blogging is nothing like talking to people. Sometimes it's just too much like talking to people and you don't hear from me for a week or weeks. Or just barely. This is just me.