Worms in my bed.

Oh my sweet Mr.

He saves the day often around the homestead. He is a true Mr. Fix-it.

In fact our dryer had stopped working yesterday at lunch, and by lunch time today we were up and running.

Now if that doesn't do it for this stay at home mom/laundry queen, I don't know what would.

I know that I am not alone on this one ladies. Our laundry breeds at night while I'm not looking, so much that I end up doing a load a day so as to keep up with all of its offspring.

Back to the point.

Drew. fixed.the.dryer.

And while I was goggling what dryer set we needed to buy next he was goggling what part he needed for the repair.

I love this man so much.

So much so that I promise when he sings this song, specifically the " I like can I touch" part with his hands all cupped up, I wont swat him away anymore.

Sticky Bun's for breakfast

My neighbor Kevin has a fantastic job, and I love him for it. Mostly for this recipe I'm about to share with you. For ChristmaChanukah last year his company gift was a cookbook compiled of employee's recipes.
Let me preface it with, we don't eat like this at all. However with July 4th company and California company, a good gooey breakfast is in order.
This seems to easy to be as good as it is, but folks, I don't mess around with food.

1. Pkg of frozen dough balls ( I bought Kroger brand)
1. Box of butterscotch pudding, not instant
1/2 c. of pecan pieces
1. stick of butter
3/4c. sugar
1 t. cinnamon
THE NIGHT BEFORE
In a greased bunt pan, place 16 dough balls evenly around the pan.
Sprinkle evenly with dry pudding mix, and then pecans.
Melt stick of butter, and mix well with sugar and cinnamon.
EVENLY spread the schmooey mixture over the dough balls.

Place bunt pan on a cookie sheet. Cover pan with a clean dishtowel, and let rise overnight.
The next morning preheat oven to 350 degree's, uncover dishtowel, but leave bunt on cookie sheet, bake for 30 min.

When done, turn out onto a pretty platter, and stand back so as not to get in the way of the hungry savages. They will last all of 5 minutes, and no one will utter a word. Just moans of deliciousness, as a dribble of goo dribbles down ones chin. That's when you know you've found a good recipe.

she can't, she won't, and she dont stop.

Remember this post?
Well, its only taken three months since that post, to get to this one.




go, Rubes, go!

Drew assures me that I sound NOTHING like this, but something tells me there might be a little white lie buried underneath his words. If you don't hear from me in a while, just assume that I'm meeting with my vocal coach, a la Singing in the Rain style.