I set up this blog site a few years ago and have enjoyed using it to not only vent a little with some of my pet bitches, but also in an attempt to entertain. Some of you have actually written and told me you enjoy these little written escapes from my weird mind. These compliments have made my efforts rewarding. This has, however, created a problem for me. When I don’t write anything for extended periods of time I begin to start feeling guilty. The guilt then makes it hard for me to write because I feel I must write something great, and I really don’t have greatness in me.
When I returned from my annual Myrtle Beach golf trip, I said to myself…”self, you’re all set now, you’ve got gobs of stuff to write about”. I was wrong; nothing seemed exciting enough to pass on so here I sit laden with guilt and frustration. Then I thought, these people I write for are my friends, I’ll just let them know what’s going on in my mundane life and they’ll forgive me for this unexciting blog entry.
Ten years ago, my family and friends held a retirement party for me. At the party a few of my friends and family roasted me a little along with extending me best wishes. During his little roast my brother expounded on the number of speeding tickets his older brother accumulated during his lifetime. I think the counting stopped at around fourteen and some most have been strange ones, like getting one in Vermont for going thirty miles and hour. Well you can add another to the ever growing list. I was able to support the town of Nichols, South Carolina on the way home. Got a speeding ticket for endangering many lives as I sped thru their little hamlet at an astounding 41 miles per hour (35 mile an hour zone). Hope they put the 81 dollars to good use.
Few days later I was coming home from one of my shopping trips and daydreaming as I was entering the garage. Banged up the front fender and scratched up the doors when I hit the door entrance trim. Tried like hell to touch it up, still looked like crap so it’s at the body shop with a couple of thousand dollar work to be done. Can’t believe what they charge. Well, the only consolation is that I get back some of the thousands they’ve collected from me every year.
What else has happened? Heavy rains we had flooded the backyard and pool. Put under five inches of water. Septic system completely saturated and spouting water from the ground like old faithful. My small pump ran 24 hours a day for 4 days. By the way, life without a septic system and not being able to use water is not pleasant. Peeing in a coffee can was a very new experience for me. I won’t expound any further.
As you all know, Marge is a very, very, very avid fan of UCONN women’s basketball. During the course of the season, we keep the blood pressure machine on the table next to her chair. Yes, I’m not kidding. I thought it might have to be used during that final game, but thank heaven the girls did it again. I don’t know what she’ll do for these next seven months until they start to play again. There is a plus for me with the season ending; I’ll be able to watch NCIS again. Can’t believe the number of times the games were on Tuesdays.
Back to Myrtle Beach; in case any of you golfers are interested, the old guys were the champs this year. My partner and I beat the young fellow’s five matches to two.
Oops, almost forget to add a recipe. Tried this one out last night and thought it was worth passing on, easy to do, inexpensive and pleasant flavor.
HONEY MUSTARD COATED CHICKEN
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1/4 cup Dijon style mustard
3 tablespoons honey
2 teaspoons lemon juice
2/3 cup bread crumbs, seasoned or plain
1-1/4 pound boneless, skinless, chicken thighs or breasts
1 tablespoon vegetable oil
Combine mustard, honey and lemon juice in shallow dish or pie plate. Place bread crumbs in another dish or pie plate. Dip chicken pieces in mustard mixture, turning to coat and then in bread crumbs. Place on cookie sheet that has been lightly greased or sprayed with non-stick vegetable oil cooking spray. Drizzle chicken evenly with oil. Bake at 375 degrees for 30 to 35 minutes or until golden brown and cooked through.
