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I made this.  *squee!* I’ve decided that I craft far too much to keep all this stuff, so why not share it?  Give my gift to the world!  Well, sell it.  I can’t afford to make stuff and give it away for free. Anymore. Erm, to people I don’t know and love.  That’s not to say that I don’t love my buyers, but not in the way that I — Oh dear, Saturday morning babbling strikes again. 

This weekend has barely even started and I’m already knee-deep in the Things-I’m-Supposed-To-Finish-But-Don’t-Have-A-Chance-In-Hell list.

On top is the Tangy Sweet Meatballs I’m making for the two parties we have tonight.  Jessica’s Hearth Warming Party, and Don & Katie’s “Swibesfest ’12” (birthday party for the siblings.)  It’s delicious appetizer, and has always been a hit whenever I make it, but I’m barely going to have enough time to turn the crock pot on today. 

If I get to it, the sauce recipe is:

1-12 oz. jar of seedless blackberry preserves
1 c. Worcestershire sauce
1/4 c. brown sugar
1 tsp. minced fresh ginger root.
A palmful (1 tbsp.) crushed red pepper
A few dashes (1 1/2 tsp.) chili powder
A pinch (1/8 tsp.) salt

Heat all ingredients over low flame, stirring occasionally until mixture is smooth and liquidy. (Yes, liquidy is the technical term.)  About 2 hours before your event, pour over prepared meatballs in a crockpot and heat on low, stirring occasionally to coat.  Serve with colorful sword toothpicks so your guests can have miniature sword fights while savoring these tasty little appetizers.

I usually make my own meatballs- they taste sooo good- but in the interest of time, I went with the frozen fully cooked kind.  Not as good, but still delicious!

Next project will be the Better Homes and Gardens Pink Lemonade cake- the cheap, quick & easy way.  Forget the half-mile long ingredients list.  I went to the grocery store fully prepared to spend the better part of an hour pulling fresh, unusual ingredients off shelves and tossing them into my cart.  When I left (20 minutes later) I had a box of Betty Crocker lemon cake mix, and a container of Pink Lemonade frosting.  This is what happens when you bring a 4 mo. old boy shopping.  He’ll be sitting in his car seat, happy as a clam, smiling at you and everyone you pass, when he gets that look.  Those of you with kids know that look- a look of steady concentration, a slight frown perhaps, a far-off look in their eye closely followed by the scrunch-necked grunt of effort and that inevitable whiff of– you guessed it– POOP.  Logan hates sitting in a soiled diaper, so I knew that I had a small window of about 25 minutes before he was going to become a siren wailing in Aisle 4. 

The cake needs a final layer of frosting.  Someday I’ll actually gather the ingredients to make that cake from scratch.

Lastly, Logan’s baptism is tomorrow and my sister Rachael (the youngest) asked me what I was going to wear.  At that moment, I realized that since Logan’s birth, I have not lost as much weight as I would have liked, and am nowhere near fitting into any of the clothes that I wore before the pregnancy.  So. Do I wear the torn jeans that I have mended again and again? Or the sweatpants that are best for cleaning house and lounging?  Or perhaps my pink and white zebra striped pajama pants that make my butt look fabulous, but show whatever undergarments I choose to wear?  Um, no.  So between noon and 4:00pm today, after I get off work and run home and nurse Logan and toss the meatballs in the crockpot and frost a cake, I’ll be meeting with my sister to go shopping.  For clothes. Which sucks when you see a walrus every time you look in the mirror, no matter how often you tell yourself “You are gorgeous, honey, don’t let that mirror fool you!”

Here I go, to tackle my You’re-Never-Gunna-Do-It-All Day.


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