So, let’s be real: I’ve kind of sucked this week when it comes to making contributions to the blogosphere. It’s not because I don’t love you guys (because I love you guys a whole lot!); it’s not because I didn’t plan (oooh, did I plan); and it’s not because I got side tracked with easier distractions (puhleze, AC3 has been sitting on my game shelf since December. I just don’t have enough time).
What happened was a result of two things: firstly, my epic fail and ensuing injury left the middle finger of my left hand wrapped in masking tape until about Tuesday, which made it seriously hard to type. I was reduced to hunt-and-peck, where I hunted all of the letters but still managed to only peck “r”. But after my redneck dressing was cleared to be removed, things…
..well. Things just got real busy. So I thought I’d take this week’s Friday Five to tell you about them (because some of them were kind of neat!) and leave you with very non-empty promises to be back next week in full force with all of the recipes.
1. I got halfway cleared for an ambulance ride-along!
The ambulances my sister works on are really, really hard up for volunteers, and I’m…curiously, very tentatively entertaining the idea. Very, very tentatively. But concretely enough to take the bloodborne/airborne pathogens class (Monday night) and get CPR certification (tomorrow) so that I can ride along in the rig with her for a day and hope something gory happens.
And then hope I don’t puke. But if I do, now I’ll know what to do about it.
2. We got chicks!
We used to be better about keeping chickens at my house, because fresh eggs rock. But after a rash of brutal slaughters-by-coyote (that ended with me making friends with a dead shecoyote that I decided to name Bob (don’t ask, I was an odd ten year old)) we gave it a rest for about ten years.
The chick-draught is finally over! We have three little chirping darlings in the kitchen right now; since I’m the only one who cares enough to name them and be clever, they’re called Violet, Sunny, and SheKlaus.
I’m hoping their lives go better than those of the Baudelaires, though.
3. I joined a book club!
Well. Technically I joined a few weeks ago, but the book club met, which was great. The girls all seem really sweet so far, and I’m so excited to have somewhere I can read and just be silly with actual people my age for an hour every now and again. I got home and my mom was like “did you make any friends?”
I am not the speed-friender, mama. An hour is a little short. But I made contacts with ladyfolk, so at least there’s that.
Plus, the book suggestions. They are so far off from my norm, but I’m loving them so far. My to-read list just like doubled.
4. I cooked, honest!
I don’t have pictures of any of it, or instructions or thoughts or all those nifty things you get when I post something in long-form. But what I do have are some recipes, so I’ll share those with you since I’m in suck-mode right now and it’s the best I can do.
- Chicken with Kalamata Olives and Artichokes – Food Network Mag March 2013. I can’t find the recipe to share, but if you have the mag try it! Either use a little less liquid, though, or reduce it down a bit more; ours was a little too sloppy for us.
- Chicken and Broccoli adapted off of this recipe with cauliflower fried rice – so good! The chicken cooked to the perfect texture; I’m not sure if that’s due to the quick marinade or the cornstarch, but either way it was so perfectly reminiscent of takeout and couldn’t believe it.
5. I planned for next week!
I hate (we’re talking a special level of hate here, the kind generally reserved for Subarus) that I’ve been so bad about posting this past two weeks, and I’m going to make every effort I have to turn that around. I have a plan for next week, posts to write over the weekend, and things to do to fill the week after! Kind of a crummy start for April, but there’s nowhere to go but up?
Something like that.
Enjoy your Friday, everyone! Doing anything special to revel in the nice(ish) weather?
(For me? Sitting outside in shorts reading Major Pettigrew’s Last Stand. I can’t wait.)