My descent into karmic oblivion seems to have been arrested. Perhaps the bug flipping was effective in proving my good intentions in the world.


    The oven, however, remains unimpressed and inoperative. I'm pretty sure that our range is original to the house. It is, like the rest of the establishment, kind of odd - four burners with a griddle in between sitting above two ovens, one quite little the other much larger than average. It's nestled into some custom cabinetry making replacement difficult - a newer range is almost guaranteed to be much smaller and would leave a gap where no finishing of the wall or floor is present. So we've made do with its quirks - very slow preheating, random temperature hold and all the rest because replacing it would merely cause different problems.


    Sears no longer supports this model (although you can reference the parts needed on the website, you just cannot buy them) so we now have been pretty much backed into a corner, stove-wise. And, despite my blustery happiness about redecorating the kitchen, I am less than happy because well over half of our budget will now go to an appliance that will in turn require spending the other half just fixing the ugliness cause by buying the new appliance in the first place.


    And this is how I found myself grilling pizzas for dinner the other night. The Boy Wonder really wanted pizza and I had all the ingredients so no way was I about to let a little issue like a lack of oven stop me. I recalled reading in some fancy-pants cooking mag years and years ago about pizza grilling so I figured it wouldn't be a problem. And I was right, much to the Boy's delight.


    A quick oiling, a good preheating before turning the flame down to the lowest and forming "personal" size pizzas for easy maneuvering did the trick. I used homemade dough, so getting the pizzas from the platter to the grill was a little tricky. If you're inclined to using pre-made crusts that part of the operation would be smoother. Once the dough was set and beginning to turn golden, I moved the pizzas to the cooler upper rack for finishing. Most excellent and fascinating to small children, if the Boy Wonder is any indication.


    In other news, I've bought all the ingredients required to can butterscotch sauce. I'm super psyched about it - it'll be a great accompanyment to the chocolate sauce for Christmas presents. I know two or three ice cream monsters who will be very pleased indeed.

Post Title


Post URL

https://beat-hairstyles.blogspot.com/2004/07/my-descent-into-karmic-oblivion-seems.html


Visit Trend Wallpapers And Desktop Background for Daily Updated Wedding Dresses Collection
    Earlier this afternoon I walked out the backdoor to take a small bowl of kitchen garbage out to the compost pile. On my way I noticed a largish beetle-type bug on its back on the patio table, arms and legs waving about frantically in a futile effort against the smooth glass to correct itself. On the way back from the compost pile, I picked the Boy Wonder's frisbee and ever so gently slid it underneath the beetle and flipped it over. The insect immediately jumped to the ground, began making some kind of clicking/buzzing noise and flew away.


    I don't love insects, beetles in particular, and ordinarily I probably wouldn't have bothered to assist any bug in its travails. Today, though, I've decided I need to improve my karma.


    In the last two days, things have been going horribly wrong. It started with little events like the digital camera's memory card failing and the oven not heating at all (it used to just heat unevenly and only at great length). Then the laptop began to fail during my weekly back up and the dishwasher started to leak enthusiastically.


    Then we moved onto bodily harm. Walking out to feed the dog I twisted my ankle whiched caused me to rather painfully hit the ground, spraying both dogfood and water all over the actual dog. She was pretty puzzled, to say the least. Last night I cooked up a few cheese sticks in the small auxilliary oven thinking that they would be a nice little "appetizer" for dinner. The Boy Wonder began choking on his first bite, a terrified look on his face as he struggled to make the stringy cheese either go down or come up. I sprang to my feet, took him in my arms and chopped him squarely on the back as I reached into his mouth and began pulling cheese out of his throat. He's fine, just a little scared (less so than his parents, I think).


    I'm usually one of those people who is blessed by a ration of good luck, augmented by a large serving of privlege and garnished with hard work. My youngest sister, on the other hand, seems to attract all kinds of karmic lightening bolts - she actually came out of a store once to find that a small anvil had landed on the hood of her car as if she lived in some kind of live-action episode of the Roadrunner. But yesterday she called me jubuliant at having received a large check in the mail that she hadn't believed would actually arrive and learning that her oldest daughter won a lottery to attend a very nice, affordable and popular neighborhood pre-school this fall.


    I do not believe that life is a zero-sum game and I am very pleased for my sister's good fortune. So why do I have this strange feeling that things are going to be a lot different from now on?

Post Title


Post URL

https://beat-hairstyles.blogspot.com/2004/06/earlier-this-afternoon-i-walked-out.html


Visit Trend Wallpapers And Desktop Background for Daily Updated Wedding Dresses Collection

Popular Posts

My Blog List

Blog Archive