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Maybe an Owl

I have been Christmas shopping all day and am trying to get sick so today I’ll leave you with this picture.  You should know I put one of these in your dresser drawer.  I’m not going to tell you which drawer and you should know that it is only cute in that picture.

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Honey Ham Biscuit Sliders - WTF and WOW Recipe Wednesday

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Honey Ham Biscuit Sliders (perfect for SEC Championship Game on Saturday!)

Ingredients

1 can Grands Jr. Butter Tasting Biscuits (10 count)

½ pound deli ham, shaved

1 cup shredded swiss cheese

¼ cup honey mustard dressing

1 tbsp butter, melted

1 tbsp honey

Preparation

Preheat oven to 400 degrees.  Lightly spray a 9-inch pan with cooking spray.  Set aside.

Separate each biscuit into two layers.  Spread each layer with honey mustard and top with swiss cheese.  Place half of the biscuits, cheese side up, in the bottom of prepared pan.  Top with ham.  Top ham with remaining biscuits, cheese side down.  Brush biscuit tops with melted butter.

Bake 12-15 minutes, until golden brown.  Heat honey in microwave for 20 seconds.  Brush biscuit tops with warm honey.  Serve immediately.

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An Awkward Thanksgiving Family Moment

I was walking to dogs this morning and listening to Pandora.  Greased Lightning came on my ABBA station.  The movie Grease came out in June of 1978.  I was eight and my sister was nine.  That movie was the shit that year.  All of us learned every single dance move to every single song.  My sister, of course, was all about Sandy because she wanted to marry Danny Zuko plus she really liked Olivia Newton-John’s hair and shoes in the You’re the One that I Want dance.  For me, it was Rizzo.  I wanted to be just like her (sans false pregnancy and dating that guy with the serious acne issues, of course), but also I wanted to date her.  In my mind, I actually broke up with Kristy McNichol that year and stopped pretending to be a cross between Han Solo and the Six Million Dollar Man.  I transformed into Rizzo and, in the process, wore out tons of Double Bubble gum smacking it my parents, sister and friends in an attempt to look cool.  I also got a horrifying satin silver jacket with a (in hindsight ironic) rainbow stripe across the front and back that I figured was close enough to a Pink Ladies’ jacket. This shit was serious, I kid you not. 

We perfected all the dance moves.  We were as intense as Jennifer Beals in Flashdance.  We were maniacs for Grease. Eventually, my sister and I and all our friends could flawlessly on cue drop to one knee, stretch our right arms out ramrod straight, lift one eyebrow and slowly have that arm travel from west to east in perfect time to Greased Lightning.  That was our favorite dance number.  We did that dance everywhere…in the living room, at church socials, in the front yard, in the aisles at T.G. & Y., etc.  We carried my tape recorder everywhere with the Grease cassette tape inside.  We were determined to always be prepared. That Thanksgiving we broke out the Greased Lightning dance routine for the family.  We thought everyone was super impressed because my brothers kept asking us to do that dance again and again.  In hindsight, I realize they thought it was hilarious because we were completely oblivious to the lyrics in the that song.  Quest for Fire didn’t come out until 1981 and the awkward and archaic church sponsored sex education class our parents signed us up for didn’t happen until 1980, so our knowledge of sex was limited.  We thought a pussy wagon was Red Flyer wagon full of kittens pulled behind my Big Wheel and the chicks’ll cream probably had something to do with baby chickens and Dairy Queen.  We just knew the song was about a car and that we looked awesome when we danced. We were idiots…dancing idiots. 

Goodbye J.R. and a FREE sandwich

I grew up watching re-runs of I Dream of Jeannie (on channel 34 long before cable television) and first run episodes of Dallas.  I even have an entry specifically about J.R. Ewing (click here to read).  Larry Hagman was a big part of my childhood.  I was so happy when TNT started a new season of Dallas and over-the-moon when it was REALLY REALLY GOOD!  The cocktails, womanizing, drama, dirty-deeds and cliffhangers were back and J.R. was leading the charge.  He made that character come to life.  There will never be another villain played as marvelously as J.R. Ewing.  You will be missed, Larry Hagman…may you and your eyebrows rest in peace in that giant cliffhanger in the sky.

I made myself an entirely free breakfast sandwich this morning.  I did this by being a Winn Dixie rewards card holder and cutting coupons.  Winn Dixie has a weekly Make-a-Meal deal.  You usually buy a few things and then get several items for free.  A few weeks ago, I bought three boxes of cereal and got Smok-Y Breakfast Sausages, Bagels, milk and orange juice for free.  I used the orange juice to make screwdrivers while we had our window installed, but this morning I called upon the bagels and sausages for the sandwich.  I also had used a coupon to get $1.00 off butter when the butter was on sale at the grocery for $1.00.  The cheese was a buy one get one free deal also purchased with a coupon as were the eggs.  I should also mention at the time of the purchase I used a coupon from a fundraising city book we bought and got $5 off a purchase of $30.  I used that for the cost of the cereal, cheese, eggs and coffee.  FREE tastes really good…especially when morning the loss of an icon like Larry Hagman.

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