Poor puppies :-(

Poor puppies :-(
I need to work through Before and After more quickly. If I had, I’d be able to correct this photo by now.
Ahh. They are expecting Daughter C. and Mr. Big Food to come driving up the driveway any time now. Their expectations will go unfulfilled this evening.

Mr. Big Food is venturing off the Farm.

He’ll be in the company of folks whose necks and forearms are not red and who scoop doggie poop into plastic bags where the Dung Beetles will never find it. 

I’m sure he will have an excellent time haunting the halls that some very interesting people have haunted.

I will be going to the Cotton District Arts Festival.

A Middle-aged Delinquent with Hope

A Middle-aged Delinquent with Hope
Some escalloped sweet potato apple thing with apple juice & tumaric
I’ve shirked my responsibilities as a homemaker who eats Big Food, and has a Big Garden and lives a Big Life, and blogs about same. I’ve failed to post several recipes, and I’ve only barely managed to keep up with the food photos.

If I were prone to making excuses– and I do when I think it’s expedient!– I’d blame a spate of computer problems.

The nice thing about blogging on my new computer with my new paid for unlimited ability to  up/download stuff to the World Wide Web is that– if I choose to be– I can be reformed.

So now that Mr. Big Food no longer needs to take his computer that has a keyboard designed by a moron, and contains all of Big Food, to work with him, I might be able to easily post recipes.