3rd times the charm, right?

A while ago I tried to make a dish as a thank you for one of my neighbors. I usually don't follow recipes *exactly* as they should be followed. This time was no different. I did actually read through ALL the directions before I got started to make sure I actually had the ingredients. It called for flour (check) milk (check) eggs (check) powdered sugar (check) cinamon (no check...allergic...substitute nutmeg, check) butter (check) and a 12 inch skillet (um, no check.) So I made due with a pie tin, seeing as how it was a pie/cake thing.
I started to melt the butter on the stovetop mixed with the nutmeg and sugar. Quickly, I had smoke billowing and a near disaster of fire. Turns out pie tins don't tolerate high temperature stovetops. Thank GOD I didn't set off the fire alarms.
After fumigating my home, with all fans on and windows open, oh, and after locking the kittens in the bathroom so they did not excape, I re-evaluated and opted for plan two.
Cake pan.
Cake pan went onto the stove top on high heat....I am going to pause this story right here to point out that my "cake pan" is a 9x13 inch ceramic, uh, cooking thingie. Most of you can guess what happened next. For those of you, like me, who is wondering "THEN WHAT HAPPENED?!?!" I will continue...
I did not even get the butter into the cake pan cooking thingie before I heard a deafening ***CRACK*** and looked over to see my nice, brand new cake pan broken completely in 2 pieces.
With that, I picked up one of the pumpkins I had bought to decorate with, and walked upstairs with it and the burnt pie pan, knocked on my neigbors door, and showed him what I was trying to make, (because it was the thought that counts...) and said thank you, handing him the pumpkin, which was heartily appreciated and he was thoroughly amused. He said he would also tell his boyfriend (yep, gay) that I stopped by, and thank you for the pumpkin.
But the 3rd time is the charm, and I successfully made the dish, as pictured above, in a (wait for it...) SKILLET! Of course, by then I was expecting that the handle would melt off, but it actually didn't, which was quite appreciated.
It is good to be me, with determination that pays off, and the dish was quite yummy! And, no, I didn't take my third attempt up to share. I ate it myself and basked in my success!!!

Nov. 11th

Happy Vetrans Day! Thank you Carl and Hal! Go Navy!

Homeownership

This is what I'm working on today. This is under my kitchen sink, and it is leaking just enough to bug me.

So this is taken from laying on my back under the sink looking up. The round thing on the left is actually on the cold side.


And here's a close up of the thing that is actually leaking. It does not seem to be connected to anything, and I tried to turn the wingnuts by hand (righty-tighty) and it's pretty tight.

So now what?

Halloween Night!

Happy Halloween!!! I was a pirate! Arrr!!! Like the tattoo? I love tattoos, well, fake ones at least! I was going to wear it on my arm until I remembered that my costume had long sleeves.

The beautiful couple: Zombie car accident victims David and Heather, who just celebrated their 2 year anniversary!


Dave and his wife Lauren.


Leah and Lauren dressed up as 2 characters from the popular Twilight series, which I have not read or seen, so I don't know who they are supposed to be! Ah well.

Some guy dressed up as Jean Bennette Ramsey! Hilarious!


Me, David, Heather and Dave (Lauren's husband)

It was a pretty fun night! I hope you had a fun night too!

Family visiting

Pretty much all I do lately is play with my new kitties. And show them off, of course!

Oktoberfest

Latest date

So my last date was with an older man. This time I went for someone a little younger.

Donovyn is 7 now. Oh so grown up! Margo let me babysit and I took him to the beach, and then for FRO-YO!!! We got to choose which toppings we wanted. Healthy, and way yummy!

While we waited for his mom, Margo, to come pick him up, we played Jenga. It was a tie in the end, since it had not fallen over by the end of the date. I mean, baby sitting session. Hey, friday night = date night! At least we had fun!