Funky, Punky, and Plump

Hubbyman and I decided to do another road trip yesterday and discovered that Monticello, GA has the cure for constipation! It's amazing what you find when you make a wrong turn. :)  This was painted on the side of a building in a parking lot where we had to turn around after someone... ahem... I... headed in the wrong direction. Our goal for this road trip was Vidalia, GA , the home of the sweetest onions you could hope for.  Since I've been on such a food obsession kick lately, a food-related destination just made sense. For a change of pace, we decided to take my mini-van so I drove the first half of the trip.  His car is a manual which I am not able to drive so he usually does most of the driving.  It was a nice change for him, too, to be a passenger for a change. :) The drive was pretty but there was really very little photo-worthy.  Plus, you know, I was driving. :) We did stop at a pretty little place for a late picnic lunch, though, calle...

Yeah, I'm a dork.  :)  But I'm cute. ;) This was a pretty quiet weekend since Hubbyman was gone last weekend and just wanted to relax around the house.  I was all for that!  I didn't do too much but spent some time in the kitchen.  I made a new batch of BBQ sauce , tried a blueberry muffin recipe which did not taste good at all, tried a granola bar recipe for Hubbyman that ended up being granola cereal (but he still likes it), and rearranged a few things to try to organize the kitchen a bit better. Between tasks, I watched Season 3 of RuPaul's Drag Race on Netflix. :)  I so want to be a drag queen and yes, I know that does not make any sense considering I am, in fact, a biological female. LOL  I am just drawn to the artistry and creativity and flair these women have.  It just amazes me. We are having friends over an afternoon of gaming next Saturday and I am providing the main dish for dinner.  Since my food processor will be here Tue...

Yep... still cooking and still eating.  :) My tummy issue is frustrating sometimes because even just a few bites of anything processed makes it *hurt* like a mofo and it's hard to eat foods that anyone else makes.  As an example, we had a small potluck at work in our department last week with a BBQ theme so I brought 2 things: pulled chicken with my homemade BBQ sauce and loaded baked potato salad (recipe to follow).  I've made those both more than once before so knew those would okay for me to eat.  One of my coworkers brought homemade macaroni & cheese so I also had a few bites of that, thinking it'd be "safe".  Within a half hour of eating, my stomach was killing me.  I asked her how she made it and it turned out that at least two of the ingredients were processed/refined. (*sigh*) But, on the other side of the coin, I am still loving the heck out of cooking delicious real food for Hubbyman and I, even if it is a bit more work.  I'm still ...

I have been feeling incredibly guilty for the past few months because, in my mind, I haven't made any sewing products or painting or drawing or crafts or anything.  But then I popped by the beloved Stacey's blog and saw this image which she found on Etsy : Etsy shop  Then I realized I *AM* making stuff and being creative.  It's just in the kitchen. :)  I rarely follow a recipe exactly as is because I've been cooking long enough and know my taste buds well enough to know what I might need to change.  Or, in those few times I do follow something exactly as is, I make notes as to how I will change it the next time I make it. And, let me tell you, I am obsessed with (or is it addicted to?) making new recipes right now.  I'm still horrible about taking pics but I did manage to get a couple over the weekend. :) On Friday, after we went grocery shopping, I made a warm spinach salad with bacon dressing and homemade "Shake-n-Bake" chicken.  The coat...