It's The Most Wonderful Time of The Fortnight

It's that time again! Grocery day. A day that these days, for me, is packed with exercise.

This morning when I spoke to my mother on the phone she made a comment about Ohio State fans. Nothing derogatory of course, but she remarked on how much tOSU stuff the tOSU fans wear even back home.

While out looking for manager deals in the meat section I noticed this.

Even the chicken here is pro-buckeyes. I have to admit, this is the first time I have noticed chicken with such a message.

I decided at that point to take pictures of other instances of this in the store but the plan was not to go too out of my way to hunt it down. Items I photographed for her needed to pretty much be a tOSU item I just happened to pass.

I came up with a shockingly small amount of items. For those of you who don't live here or who have not gone grocery shopping in tOSU heartland I'll need you to imagine everything from Buckeye M&M's to Buckeye Tabasco sauce readily available.

These are what I came up with without going far out of my way to hunt down more items to photograph.

In the end it was a relatively successful day of grocery shopping for both myself and the dog who made it very clear she wanted to go errand running with me.

Ham.

So. Much. Fur.

It's that time of year again - flowers are in bloom and dogs are shedding. Perfect, regrettably, is one of those blooming shedding dogs and somehow this year it seems worse than ever.

Vacuuming doesn't do the trick. I have to use our [borrowed] hand-held wet/dry vac to pull up the hair and then vacuum.

To all you other dog owners out there with fur working its way as deep and it can into your carpets the Om Nom Nom household feels your pain.

The Egg Salad Debaucle

For those of you who follow me on Facebook, Twitter, or Myspace (again, the accounts are linked) by now you may have seen a lone photo of the egg salad experiment gone horribly wrong.

I decided to go ahead and post a bit about what was done and how wrong it all went.

Following the recipe I found here. I first boiled some eggs and then put them in a bowl for 24 - 36 hours.


I hard boiled 6 eggs so that way 3 could make the egg salad and then I had 3 left for if I messed up - which in the end I felt I did.



The dying was pretty even but it would have gone better had I had the eggs surrounded in beet juice rather than (what I did) and pour it in and then cover exposed bits with actual beets (later leaving darker spots where I'd done just that).

After about 12 hours I went back in and rolled the eggs over so they entire egg would be dyed.


I started this with two things I wanted to do.
1) I wanted to substitute mayo with hummus

2) I felt egg salad could really use some bacon

Now for the half-assed instructions.

I got pretty much everything I planned to use out and ready. Amongst these items was a red-orange piece of Tupperware to mix everything in so that I wouldn't have to worry about beet juice dying something else.

I cut up three slices of bacon into relatively small pieces, making sure to feed a little bit of bacon fat to my sweet doggy.

While the bacon cooked,

I cut up the eggs.

Added the hummus. A few spices.

A little bit of champagne dill mustard.

And once it was finished, bacon. In the end it was SO visually unappealing that I didn't bother taking a photo.

The end result was a sour stomach and the rest being fed to the dog.

Well, that's all I've got for your at the moment. But I can tell you that I have another entry for the Om Nom Nomtionary coming soon.

Day After Christmas

I have somewhat briefly mentioned before my Saint Weiler, Perfect. Tonight while editing pictures for tonight's upload of new goodies I heard this strange creaking noise in the room with me. My husband doesn't seem to like to keep his clothes in a dresser so he keeps them in a heap inside a large box I have from Korea. Lately, he just constantly leaves it open. Sometimes I close it, sometimes I don't. Apparently this hasn't gone unnoticed.



And this would be her once I called my husband in the room to see.


I realize how silly it is to go out to a store in search of ANYTHING the day after Christmas - but I did. I decided I wanted to go out and play - and what I wanted to play with was a shake weight. We checked Sports Authority and after much searching we were told that they were getting some in but did not have any. And none were to be found at Wal Mart (also I couldn't find a copy of Cloudy with a Chance of Meatballs at Wal Mart either - poo!)