yesterday was busy. i had to make lots of cornbread for work because we were having stone soup and i got suckered into it. i didn’t really mind making it because
1. i have the best cornbread recipe (a la Flippy) this side of the Mason-Dixon (and believe you me, if you’re on this side of the Mason-Dixon, you’re going to need this recipe).
2. they asked me to make cornbread for Joanie Balogna too, and i’d make her anything she wanted.
the only problem i have with the cornbread making is that i only have an 8 inch skillet. which is great, because the recipe i have makes enough dough for an 8 inch skillet. so if i’m cooking for me and my pals, this is no problem. if i’m cooking for 12 people, then there’s a problem. basically i spent the whole morning before work making cornbread. at least the house smelled amazing.
after work, Popsicle and i went to the grocery store. we happened upon a stack of coke products and we were so close to it we couldn’t tell what was going on. it looked like someone had piled the pop boxes all willy-nilly and there was some Sprite boxes in the middle that looked like half of a Chinese character or something. dad was all, “this looks weird.”
i was all, “they usually do a better job than this.”
“yeah usually all the flavors are in their own section.”
“wait. this is supposed to… be something.”
“be something?”
“a design. it’s supposed to look like something.”
“i can’t tell what it is.”
“me neither. we’re too close. we need to back up.”
“are you sure it’s supposed to-”
“yeah, it’s… a ha!”
when i got home we brought Roxie inside for the night. and she was not happy when we put Lebowski on her giant pillow. she is so afraid of that cat.
and he loves her. he wants to play with her so badly. this morning i put Lebowski out on the deck with Roxie. for some reason when she’s outside Roxie is more bold. she sniffs him all over. and he lets her. and for a second it seemed as if everything was awesome and fun. but then, Lebowski started purring and “making biscuits” on the deck floor, and Roxie backed up and turned to me with big eyes all, “did you see that?! HE WAS TRYING TO KILL ME!”
Tags: cornbread, Lebowski, popsicle, roxy
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