Heh. I really just wanted to use that for a post title. I have no earthly idea what this post will actually be about. How fun for you, the reader.
Weeeeellllllllllllllll.......... lessee. This week.... hmmmm.... well, we discovered that we're quite good at making gumbo, and quite awful at thinking ahead. I suppose if we had thought ahead, we could've cut the recipe in half, or maybe even quarters. But no. We aren't smart like that. We instead made a vat full of it, and I'm quite serious when I say that I can't stand the sight of it anymore. But it is delicious. Maybe we'll airmail it to some starving goodish sized country.
Also discovered this week was the third floor here at Chez Birn. Mrs P was so good as to accompany me on this adventure, and will bear witness to the extreme coolness of said attic. Lovely wood floors, exposed brick, nifty windows - I'm quite excited.
Is it cheating to link to something someone else just linked? Very well, then, I'm a cheat. My brother John linked this WAY awesome music video several weeks ago and since I'm a big old dork, I still think it's cool despite repeated viewings and the fact that it's probably really not cool at all to begin with. That's ok. I'm good with being a dork.
So tomorrow begins MSU football season. Oy. Not going to tomorrow's game, but instead will experience football widowhood for the first time. Maybe I'll go shopping. Yeah. And get new football widowhood shoes. Ok, maybe I can live with this.
Anyway, another boring post concluded. I really ought to start a nice educational series of posts soon. Yes. Yes, indeed. I shall.
Maybe.
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What do you need shoes for, you have at least three pair hidden away in the mess also known as the guest room.
Well, a football widowhood dress then. I'm not picky.
Again, you have half a dozen hidden away in the guest room.
*sigh* I seem to recall being promised a spot on the exploration group for such time as when nerves were gathered enough to explore said third floor. I guess not...*sigh*
Next time you make too much gumbo, you can keep your neighbors in mind. ;) Yummmmmy.
I'll have to come over there sometime and take a look at this mysterious attic.
That gumbo was fantabulous- you guys know how to cook spicy food so that it's palatable even though it bites.
And the attic! What future fun you'll have with that project!
If you want company on your widowhood expedition, George and I are available- just give us a ring!
You should turn the attic into a war room. You could get maps and displays and whatnot and conquer the world. It'd be a good hobby for y'all.
Oh, how wonderful! That was awesome gumbo. Thanks so much. I agree with the Director, I usually cannot handle even a tad bit spicy food, but this was so delicious and very manageable (with some H20 on the side). Even Owen liked it! Nathan stated, "Oh, I wished I married Birn."
PS- What is in it anyways? Okra? Sausage? Chicken? How are the carbs in it?
i read about this like, 9 year old girl who won a whole bunch of gumbo eating contests against even old guys...i don't think i've ever had gumbo. I love the widowhood shoes idea...i think i'm gonna try it!! NL, as for the number of shoes, go check out scarletts blog...you'll be appalled!!
I'm hurt that you don't care enough about your readers to update.
I saw that attic within weeks of it becoming Birn Estates.
It has great potential to be a fab master bedroom with attached sitting room, bathroom, and walk in closet to accomidate all of the purchases over the football season. And Hockey season. And _enter_sport_name_here_ season.
Give Doug a call!
Feudin' and fussin' and a-fightin,'
Sometimes it gets to be excitin,'
Don't like them ornery neighbors down by the creek,
We'll be plumb out of neighbors next week.
Grandma, poor ol' grandma,
Why'd they have to shoot poor grandma.
She lies 'neath the clover
Someone caught her bending over
Pickin' up a daisy!
Feduin' and fussin' and a-fightin'
This is a wrong that needs a rightin,'
Let's get that funeral service over
So then we can start in a-feudin' again.
Feudin' and fightin' and a-fussin,'
That's all that's goin' on with us'n.
We are such neighborly people peaceful and sweet,
All except when we happen to meet.
Daughter, baby daughter,
Poisened all the neighbors chickens.
Daughter hadn't oughter
Least 'till she could run like the dickens.
They hit her with a shovel!
Feudin' and fightin' and a-fussin'
No use a-standin' here a-cussin,'
Let's give our daughter a pistol now that she's four
And go feudin' and fightin' some more.
Feudin' and fightin' and a-fussin,'
Why did that sheriff keep intrudin'
He was a curious critter, yep he was swell,
It's a shame he was pushed down the well
Water, the well water
the dog-gone stuff don't taste like it oughter
Look here city slickers
That's why we all drink corn liquor
It's better with the shoes off
Feudin' and fussin' and a-fightin,'
This ain't no corner you can brighten
Polish the shootin' iron while I'm gettin' a hen
To go Feudin' and a fussin' a feudin' and a fussin' again
You can dance, you can jive
Having the time of your live
See that girl, watch that scene
Dig in the dancing queen
Friday night and the lights are low
Looking out for a place to go
We're they play the right music, getting in the swing
You've come to look for a king
Anybody could be that guy
Night is young and the music's high
With a bit of rock music, everything is fine
You're in the mood for a dance
And when you get the chance
You are the dancing queen, young and sweet, only seventeen
Dancing queen, feel the beat from the tambourine, oh yeah
You can dance, you can jive
Having the time of your life
See that girl, watch that scene
Dig in the dancing queen
You're a teaser, you turn 'em on
Leave 'em burnin and then you're gone
Lookin' out for an other, anyone will do
You're in the mood for a dance
And when you get the chance
You are the dancing queen, young and sweet, only seventeen
Dancing queen, feel the beat from the tambourine, oh yeah
You can dance, you can jive
Having the time of your life
See that girl, watch that scene
Dig in the dancing queen
Haven't we met
You're some kind of beautiful stranger
You could be good for me
I've had the taste for danger
If I'm smart then I'll run away
But I'm not so I guess I'll stay
Heaven forbid
I'll take my chance on a beautiful stranger
I looked into your eyes
And my world came tumbling down
You're the devil in disguise
That's why I'm singing this song
To know you is to love you
You're everywhere I go
And everybody knows
To love you is to be part of you
I've paid for you with tears
And swallowed all my pride
Da-da-da-dum da-dum da-dum da da da-da dum
Beautiful stranger
Da-da-da-dum da-dum da-dum da da da-da dum
Beautiful stranger
If I'm smart then I'll run away
But I'm not so I guess I'll stay
Haven't you heard
I fell in love with a beautiful stranger
I looked into your face
My heart was dancing all over the place
I'd like to change my point of view
If I could just forget about you
To know you is to love you
You're everywhere I go
And everybody knows
To love you is to be part of you
I've paid for you with tears
And swallowed all my pride
I looked into your eyes
And my world came tumbling down
You're the devil in disguise
That's why I'm singing this song to you
To know you is to love you
You're everywhere I go
And everybody knows
To love you is to be part of you
I've paid for you with tears
And swallowed all my pride
Da-da-da-dum da-dum da-dum da da da-da dum
Beautiful stranger
Da-da-da-dum da-dum da-dum da da da-da dum
Beautiful stranger
this type of behavior is NOT ok!! repetition of said behavior will result in immediate banishement to a far off planet!!
The BLSM has no authority unless granted by the Dictator for Life. It is decreed that all members of this rogue ministry be apprehended and forced to listen to "American Pie" and "MacArthur Park" repeatedly.
Gasp! We can't torture people with MacArthur Park!
Well, I saw my baby walkin' with another guy today
Well, I saw my baby walkin' with another guy today
When I asked her what's the matter,
this is what I heard her say
See you later alligator, after 'while crocodile
See you later alligator, after 'while crocodile
Can't you see you're in my way now,
don't you know you cramp my style
When I though of what she told me, nearly made me lose my head
When I though of what she told me, nearly made me lose my head
But the next time that I saw her,
reminded her of what she said
See you later alligator, after 'while crocodile
See you later alligator, after 'while crocodile
Can't you see you're in my way now,
don't you know you cramp my style
She said I'm sorry pretty baby, you know my love is just for you
She said I'm sorry pretty baby, you know my love is just for you
Won't you say that you'll forgive me,
and say your love for me is true
See you later alligator, after 'while crocodile
See you later alligator, after 'while crocodile
Can't you see you're in my way now,
don't you know you cramp my style
I said wait a minute 'gator, I know you meant it just for play
I said wait a minute 'gator, I know you meant it just for play
Don't you know you really hurt me
and this is what I have to say
See you later alligator, after 'while crocodile
See you later alligator, after 'while crocodile
Can't you see you're in my way now,
don't you know you cramp my style
Spring was never waiting for us, girl
It ran one step ahead
As we followed in the dance
Between the parted pages and were pressed
In love's hot, fevered iron
Like a striped pair of pants
MacArthur's Park is melting in the dark
All the sweet, green icing flowing down
Someone left the cake out in the rain
I don't think that I can take it
'Cause it took so long to bake it
And I'll never have that recipe again
Oh, no!
I recall the yellow cotton dress
Foaming like a wave
On the ground around your knees
The birds, like tender babies in your hands
And the old men playing checkers by the trees
MacArthur's Park is melting in the dark
All the sweet, green icing flowing down
Someone left the cake out in the rain
I don't think that I can take it
'Cause it took so long to bake it
And I'll never have that recipe again
Oh, no!
[break]
There will be another song for me
For I will sing it
There will be another dream for me
Someone will bring it
I will drink the wine while it is warm
And never let you catch me looking at the sun
And after all the loves of my life
After all the loves of my life
You'll still be the one
I will take my life into my hands and I will use it
I will win the worship in their eyes and I will lose it
I will have the things that I desire
And my passion flow like rivers through the sky
And after all the loves of my life
After all the loves of my life
I'll be thinking of you
And wondering why
[extended break]
MacArthur's Park is melting in the dark
All the sweet, green icing flowing down
Someone left the cake out in the rain
I don't think that I can take it
'Cause it took so long to bake it
And I'll never have that recipe again
Oh, no!
Oh, no
No, no
Oh no!!
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