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Ultimate Grilled Cheese

Alcohol, hunger and a penchant for cooking are a dangerous combination. (I didn't have that much, I just don't drink that often to have a tolerance.) For the past however long I've done healthy stuff on here -- okay, for the past year I haven't even POSTED on here, but prior to that I'd talked about relatively healthy food when I talked about food. (EDIT: On looking back, I guess it's just the last entry that was healthy...ish. Then we had the baconpig.) Tonight we're not talking about healthy. Tonight we're talking about possibly the worst thing I've ever cooked. And it was *delicious*. I present to you, the Ultimate Grilled Cheese.

4 slices of bread
4 slices of cheese
2 Tbsp butter
3 thick slices of lunchmeat (¼ lb)

Toast the bread. In a toaster. A TOASTER! While it's toasting put 2 Tbsp of butter on a griddle over medium heat. Yes, I used butter. The world can now end in 2012. Take two slices of toast and put two slices of cheese between them. Do the same with the other two and two. Two-two! Cook them on the griddle 1½-2 min per side (longer for gooier cheese). Put them to the side. Throw your lunchmeat on the griddle until lightly browned, about 1-1½ min per side for three thick slices. Probably less if your meat is shaved. That may be the funniest thing I ever typed. Put the grilled meat in between the grilled cheese sandwiches for one Ultimate Grilled Cheese!


Fun With Bob and Wilford

Meat Loaf

1 lb ground meat (I used taco turkey meat)
½C quick-cooking oats
1 egg, slightly beaten
1 celery stick, chopped
8 baby carrots OR 2 carrots, grated
any seasonings you want (I went with garlic, chili powder, cayenne pepper, hot sauce and cinnamon)

Preheat oven to 350°F. Precook vegetables for soft texture, or leave as-is for crunchy. Line a shallow pan or cookie sheet with foil; spray foil with nonstick spray. Mix all ingredients; form into loaf and place in pan. Bake for 45 minutes. Enjoy.

Grilled Meat Loaf: All ingredients the same. Preheat George Foreman grill. Mix all ingredients; place on grill. Cook for 15 minutes. Enjoy.

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The Big Buzz

When's the last time I was up for posting twice in two days? Anywho...

Cut my hair off today, feels so much cooler. I should cut it more often, but I opt for the "Does it stick up when I wake up?" test -- if I have to comb it, it's time to cut it. This gets longer than I thought it would. The entry, not my hair.Collapse )

All that to say I cut my hair. Anywho, got that done outside, came in to take a shower, and plopped my clothes down beside now I"m just building suspense...Collapse )

Obligatory June Post

I went to the doctor for the first time since 1995, have this cyst-type-thing on my back that's bothering Pattie. (Doesn't bother me a bit, aside from occasionally itching. I've named it Bob.) Also got set up for a sleep study, since Pattie says I stop breathing during the night. BP was a tad high at the doc, he blamed it on the apnea. BP was closer to expected at the sleep center, they blamed the higher reading on nerves. And mom's pissed because the doctor didn't draw blood, I swear she's not happy if I'm not bleeding.

Celebrities have been dropping like flies lately. Ed McMahon, Farrah Fawcett, Michael Jackson, and Billy Mays all within a week of each other. Makes you wonder who's next.

Finally a break in the heat, it's 72°F today. Still ready for winter, but this is much better.

I swear I'm the only person in this house who can manage not to piss on the damn toilet seat.

What does it MEAN?

I had the strangest dream...it was me, Pattie, President Obama, Israeli PM Benjamin Netanyahu and deceased PLO leader Yasser Arafat were in this warehouse office. Pattie and Obama stayed in the office to talk about something while the rest of us went out into the warehouse and shot each other with squirt guns.



I have a new favorite flavor. And that flavor is Cucumber with Chile.

They're actually pretty spicy -- and I like stuff spicy -- but also very refreshing. Pattie might like it without the chile, except they don't make them.


Or, "Springtime in Celina, Ohio"

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And completely unrelated to any of that, we got our living room cleaned up. Yay!

Analysis, Mr. Spock!

I had a dream this morning. As I've said before, it's pretty uncommon for me to remember my dreams. I don't think I've remembered one since the last one. Okay, THAT made sense. Since the last one I blogged about, back in freaking I dunno, lemme look it up. November. Maybe it's because I don't normally go to bed until I'm actually tired. Or maybe it's because my definition of "tired" is "if I don't go to bed NAO Pattie's gonna find me passed out at my computer or on the crapper. Again." Maybe I need to look at that. And maybe I'm rambling.

The dream. That's right. For whatever reason I dreamed I was back at Bluffton. Trigger and Hoch were there, even though it was my senior year. Found my room and started talking to the new roomies and the people popping in and out, none of whom I recognized. The thing I found remarkable was how easily I was talking to everybody, that's never been my strong suit. So why this dream now? Some possibilities:

* I thoroughly enjoyed my time at Bluffton. Who wouldn't want to dream about it?

* As of February 15, my student loans were paid in full. OH GOD YES. Now I can think about Bluffton without also thinking "Jeez, I'm STILL paying them?"

* My mom's getting ready to redo some rooms at her house, which means I'm going to be cleaning my old room out (and probably cleaning out stuff here, since I'm sure I'll find stuff there I want to bring here). Preparation for a waking trip down memory lane?

* Long nights of pushing a dust mop and cleaning crappers allow for copious amounts of introspection, and occasionally the topic turns to where my life has been -- and why -- and where I want it to go. One of the things I've realized is that I need to readjust how much it matters what certain people think, say and do. Let it reflect on what kind of person they are, then let it go. Easier said than done, maybe, but hey. Maybe a reaction to introspection?

* I've also realized that I really want to reconnect with Jon, one of my friends from Bluffton and one of the few I've spoken to since. (His wedding was where I met Pattie.) He's far from perfect, sure, but show me someone who isn't.

* Speaking of weddings, Rachael's is in a few weeks. The last time I was at a non-family wedding where I was the one who first knew the couple was, in fact, back when I was at Bluffton. Maybe that one's a stretch, but hey, my major was chemistry, not dream analysis.


It's not quite a turducken...

I present to you...the BACONPIG!

Does this not look delicious?