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J Sings Nat King Cole
on his blog today.

Here it is:

I like it, scratchy voice and all.

J Sings Nat King Cole
on his blog today.

Here it is:

I like it, scratchy voice and all.

J Sings Nat King Cole
on his blog today.

Here it is:

I like it, scratchy voice and all.

I Have a New Acronym For Y’all

It is this:

L.ittle
D.utch
B.oy
S.yndrome

I feel the effects of L.D.B.S. often. You know the feeling….like you alone are standing at the dike, holding back the ocean.

This isn’t true, of course, nothing is ever down to just us however much it seems at times.

So, there you have it, on one of those days when someone asks you what is up you can just say, oh, I’ve got a L.D.B.S. and leave it at that. The great thing is that it’s not terminal.

I Have a New Acronym For Y’all

It is this:

L.ittle
D.utch
B.oy
S.yndrome

I feel the effects of L.D.B.S. often. You know the feeling….like you alone are standing at the dike, holding back the ocean.

This isn’t true, of course, nothing is ever down to just us however much it seems at times.

So, there you have it, on one of those days when someone asks you what is up you can just say, oh, I’ve got a L.D.B.S. and leave it at that. The great thing is that it’s not terminal.

I Have a New Acronym For Y’all

It is this:

L.ittle
D.utch
B.oy
S.yndrome

I feel the effects of L.D.B.S. often. You know the feeling….like you alone are standing at the dike, holding back the ocean.

This isn’t true, of course, nothing is ever down to just us however much it seems at times.

So, there you have it, on one of those days when someone asks you what is up you can just say, oh, I’ve got a L.D.B.S. and leave it at that. The great thing is that it’s not terminal.

For Your Sunday Night Snacking

Okay, y’all, I’m trying to get this in during the first part of the week so that you can employ my strategy if you so choose.

I’m talking about the Sunday night meal, here. For some reason — probably a late lunch in the early afternoon — I’m just not that interested in cooking dinner on Sunday nights. Most of the time, I’m not even hungry. And, these people that I live with…these typically ravenous people…they don’t even ask when dinner is on Sunday. So, the motivation to do something big or involved is low, very low.

This dish is the answer for me. Why? Because I can throw it together with no effort. While it bakes I can scramble some sandwiches or boxed mac and cheese for the picky progeny and have something delicious (and cheap!) 20 minutes later. This plus a piece of fruit and maybe a little wine is a great Sunday dinner, in my book.

Black-eyed Pea Bake

1 can black-eyed peas, drained
1/4 cup chopped onion
1/4 cup sour cream
1 cup shredded cheese
8 + slices jarred jalapeno slices
1/4 cup salsa
hot sauce to taste
pepper to taste

Place the peas and jalepeno in the bowl of a food processor. Pulse the machine a few times. Add the onion and pulse it some more. Add the remaining ingredients and pulse a few times. Then put the mixture into a pie plate (or similar sized casserole — a 9 X 9 would be fine) and cook it at 350 degrees for 20 minutes or until golden brown.

Serve with tortilla chips.

I’ve had this recipe for less than a week and I’ve already made it twice. Enough said. In the future I’ll be squirreling away spare cups of cheese and extra 1/4 cups of onion in the freezer so that I can make this without having to go to the store…oh, yes, and I’ll have to hide the chips from J.

Have you heard about mothers of boys hiding food? I’m guilty, guilty, guilty. I must hide it, though, or it will vanish, I tell you.

Also, I got the recipe originally from Pioneer Woman. This is my tweaked version.

Happy eating, y’all!

For Your Sunday Night Snacking

Okay, y’all, I’m trying to get this in during the first part of the week so that you can employ my strategy if you so choose.

I’m talking about the Sunday night meal, here. For some reason — probably a late lunch in the early afternoon — I’m just not that interested in cooking dinner on Sunday nights. Most of the time, I’m not even hungry. And, these people that I live with…these typically ravenous people…they don’t even ask when dinner is on Sunday. So, the motivation to do something big or involved is low, very low.

This dish is the answer for me. Why? Because I can throw it together with no effort. While it bakes I can scramble some sandwiches or boxed mac and cheese for the picky progeny and have something delicious (and cheap!) 20 minutes later. This plus a piece of fruit and maybe a little wine is a great Sunday dinner, in my book.

Black-eyed Pea Bake

1 can black-eyed peas, drained
1/4 cup chopped onion
1/4 cup sour cream
1 cup shredded cheese
8 + slices jarred jalapeno slices
1/4 cup salsa
hot sauce to taste
pepper to taste

Place the peas and jalepeno in the bowl of a food processor. Pulse the machine a few times. Add the onion and pulse it some more. Add the remaining ingredients and pulse a few times. Then put the mixture into a pie plate (or similar sized casserole — a 9 X 9 would be fine) and cook it at 350 degrees for 20 minutes or until golden brown.

Serve with tortilla chips.

I’ve had this recipe for less than a week and I’ve already made it twice. Enough said. In the future I’ll be squirreling away spare cups of cheese and extra 1/4 cups of onion in the freezer so that I can make this without having to go to the store…oh, yes, and I’ll have to hide the chips from J.

Have you heard about mothers of boys hiding food? I’m guilty, guilty, guilty. I must hide it, though, or it will vanish, I tell you.

Also, I got the recipe originally from Pioneer Woman. This is my tweaked version.

Happy eating, y’all!

For Your Sunday Night Snacking

Okay, y’all, I’m trying to get this in during the first part of the week so that you can employ my strategy if you so choose.

I’m talking about the Sunday night meal, here. For some reason — probably a late lunch in the early afternoon — I’m just not that interested in cooking dinner on Sunday nights. Most of the time, I’m not even hungry. And, these people that I live with…these typically ravenous people…they don’t even ask when dinner is on Sunday. So, the motivation to do something big or involved is low, very low.

This dish is the answer for me. Why? Because I can throw it together with no effort. While it bakes I can scramble some sandwiches or boxed mac and cheese for the picky progeny and have something delicious (and cheap!) 20 minutes later. This plus a piece of fruit and maybe a little wine is a great Sunday dinner, in my book.

Black-eyed Pea Bake

1 can black-eyed peas, drained
1/4 cup chopped onion
1/4 cup sour cream
1 cup shredded cheese
8 + slices jarred jalapeno slices
1/4 cup salsa
hot sauce to taste
pepper to taste

Place the peas and jalepeno in the bowl of a food processor. Pulse the machine a few times. Add the onion and pulse it some more. Add the remaining ingredients and pulse a few times. Then put the mixture into a pie plate (or similar sized casserole — a 9 X 9 would be fine) and cook it at 350 degrees for 20 minutes or until golden brown.

Serve with tortilla chips.

I’ve had this recipe for less than a week and I’ve already made it twice. Enough said. In the future I’ll be squirreling away spare cups of cheese and extra 1/4 cups of onion in the freezer so that I can make this without having to go to the store…oh, yes, and I’ll have to hide the chips from J.

Have you heard about mothers of boys hiding food? I’m guilty, guilty, guilty. I must hide it, though, or it will vanish, I tell you.

Also, I got the recipe originally from Pioneer Woman. This is my tweaked version.

Happy eating, y’all!

Liking a Song About a Paranoid, Homicidal Gardner
wasn’t what I was expecting.

A few months ago, I got some free mp3s from HearYa. Among the singers was a fellow known as the Tallest Man on Earth. His songs stuck out to me of all of the songs that I got — not because I loved them but because his voice irritated me. In fact, during carpool one morning, I told my second son something like, “Hey, listen to this guy…his voice will drive you crazy.”

So, of course, it makes total sense that I love him now.

If I had to place this music I’d say Dylan-esque but with his own take. I love the guitar. I love the poetic lyrics that I don’t completely understand. I love the nasal voice, even.

Here he is on the Tiny Desk Concert done by NPR:

His latest album, Sometimes the Blues is Just a Passing Bird has landed him on many a “best of 2010” list.

Check him out, y’all!