Have yourself a geeky little Christmas

FirstHusband is the head chef in this house on Christmas Day. He genuinely enjoys it! And he has a plan. It’s a serious plan. We all follow it. Wanna see last year’s plan? Click the link.

Christmas Prep Steps 2007

Did I mention he’s an engineer? We all just follow directions and the meal is always WONDERFUL and NOTHING is cold when it’s supposed to be warm or warm when it’s supposed to be cold. HE says the spreadsheet was necessitated after the year everything needed to be “plated” at the exact same time and we couldn’t pull it off. (I know he just wanted to build a spreadsheet.)

He literally FILLS the smoker with meat on Wednesday and gets up every 4 hours to tend to it Wednesday night. He comes back to bed smelling like mesquite and I could care less. It is SO worth it. He always smokes a turkey, but in past years he has also smoked pork loin, ribs, beef, lobster, prawns and brisket. This year, there’s a ham and a lamb shank in the freezer waiting their turn. It is going to be very, very good. He refers to it as “A Feast.” And he is correct.

So my contribution to Kitchen Tip Tuesday and Tempt My Tummy Tuesday? FirstHusband’s plan. And my contribution for Works for me Wednesday? Being married to a man who enjoys cooking. yep. That DEFINITELY works for me.


Find great recipes and helpful kitchen tips at Kitchen Tip Tuesdays hosted by Tammy’s Recipes!

And click on over to check out the recipes at Tempt My Tummy Tuesday hosted by Lisa at Blessed With Grace

Want to learn more from lots of different people? Click on over to Works for Me Wednesday hosted by Shannon at Rocks in My Dryer!

excuse me, you have glitter on your . . .

Although Tina has inspired this post, she has not inspired me to craft.

Crafts make me break out in clutter. And hives.

Last Wednesday, I took PinkGirl to the kid’s activities at church. They were making “Chrismons” and she took one look at the craft table and shot a wide-eyed, drop-jawed look at me. I shook my head, waved and mouthed, “It’s okay, go ahead.”

The mom standing next to her was confused until Pinkgirl told her:

“My mom says glitter is evil.”

Oh chillax, CraftyMoms. Nobody ever died from living a life without glitter.

And I let her make the Chrismons, after all. Then I said a huge thank you prayer to God that the kids were making Chrismons for delivery to a nursing home the following Wednesday – and NOT to bring home.

oh, and CraftyMom? you have a little piece of glitter on your face. oh, and on your shirt. and in your hair. and on your . . .