You may ask, “Taylor! Why the peculiar title?”
No reason.
But you must admit that saying “Razzle Dazzle” is super fun.
Try it.
See?
Genius.
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This week, I posted a series of questions, of which many of you answered.
And I thank you. I thank you kindly.
So, I thought I would repost the questions and pick an answer.
See?
Very Razzle-Dazzle-ish.
1. Why is the meat thermometer not supposed to touch the bone?
From Jill: It doesn’t really matter. Cooking-types make that sort of stuff up to make non-cooking types think that cooking stuff is more difficult than it really is. (Can you tell which type I am?)
2. Why does my husband always look like this:
in pictures?
From Melissa K: Missing his front teeth?
3. Was Jeremiah really a bullfrog? Really? And if so, how did he have such mighty, fine wine?
Molly said: Jeremiah wasn’t really a bullfrog..he was a HUMAN trapped in a frog’s body…therefore it was a mighty fine WHINE he was having..cause, well, being a bullfrog he couldn’t have WINE, and if I couldn’t have wine I would most definitely whine….
And, apparently, I did not get the line right according to these observant readers:
Jen:Except, doesn’t the song say that I always helped him drink his wine? And I can’t believe I am even debating the lyrics of a song about being high.
Because I am a crazy lyric person, I can’t even make it any further down the page without saying that the song says
“I helped him drink his wine. He always had some mighty fine wine”
Whatever.
Razzle Dazzle.
4. I have to drive to town with a couple hundred pounds of elk meat in the back of my diesel rig on this very frigid Tuesday morn.
This is not a question.
This is a cry for help.
Joyce: The diesel rig needs to make a pit stop at Starbucks. 10-4 good buddy.
5. Should I become a vegetarian?
From Andi: NOOO!!! Everyone I know who goes vegan ends up gaining wait because they are hungry, and they eat way too many carbs. Choose lean meat. It is your friend.
You mean it is a bad plan to fill up on mashed potatoes and rolls?
6. Will somebody please share with me a delicious recipe that I can take to people when they need a meal that has the ability to freeze/unfreeze well? I fear my recipients can’t choke down chicken pot pie anymore.
I can help you with the meals issue: http://www.ourfrontdoor.us/in-the-fridge/category/freezes-well I find that the pizza wheels are especially popular for families with kids.
7. What is one of your favorite blogs to read? My goal is to track down all other blogs and destroy them.
Ha! Kidding!
Or.
Am.
I?
There were way too many to list. Sorry.
But here is one of mine:
http://ostricheslookfunny.blogspot.com
8. I was really kidding. I just like reading new blogs.
From Jessy: Liar.
9. How is it that when I sing in the shower, my voice sounds super spectacular? But when singing in the presence of human beings, it sounds dreadful?
From Jill: I don’t know. But I do know that I sang the harmony part in a duet on Sunday, and I was really really bad. Seriously. I freaked myself out right before singing, and then I couldn’t find my note. And then I couldn’t get a deep breath because a gnat was flying right in front of me and I was afraid of sucking it in. And then I found out that my mike was turned way up and the mike for the woman singing melody was turned way down so all anyone could hear was me singing harmony way offkey. It was a very long song. Everyone was glad when it was over.
10. What is your favorite book?
Too many to answer!
But I did just read The Hunger Games by Suzanne Collins in one night, per Lani’s recommendation.
So, then I recommended the book to my dearheart friend Bimlissa.
Bimlissa, snooty as usual, told me she read it ages ago.
Bimlissa, keeping with the snooty theme, informed me that she will no longer recommend books to me after the Twilight Fiasco of 2009.
Summary of the Twilight Fiasco of 2009:
Bimlissa is on “Team Edward” and I am on “Team Why Am I Reading This Rubbish?”
We are slowly working towards a healthier place in our relationship.
11. What is your favorite TV show?
Too many to answer!
But my two favorites are The Office and The Big Bang Theory.
Bazinga!
12. What are your thoughts on Facebook Status Updates?
Jessy: I hate the status updates that tell you some sob story/statistics and then tell you you are a horrible person if you don’t make it your status too.
Rachel: Wonderful if limited to one status update per day.
13. Why do people play Farmville? I fear my sister is one of them. I hereby declare an intervention.
If you enjoy Farmville, I mean you no ill-will.
JoAnn: Farmville is the devil. I used to play. I quit at Christmas time. It took me an hour to open “presents” from other friends and I didn’t finish opening them because halfway through I realized that I had just spent an HOUR of my LIFE opening FAKE PRESENTS THAT ARE NOT REAL
Amen.
14. Why do my boys lock a door and then close it when no one is in it?
The Musician’s Wife: Because of Science.
15. Why do my boys steal food and hide it from me under beds and tables?
From Wichiepoo: To get the mouse out of your car trunk, they are doing this for you!
16. Why do my boys soap each other up in the bath and waste a half of a bottle of shampoo whilst doing so?
The Musician’s Wife: Because of science.
17. Why do they get out of the bath and run to the shower to steal the shampoo after I hid it from them?
The Musican’s Wife: Because of Science.
18. Should I write a “Parenting How-to” book?
Don’t answer that one.
19. Why, pray tell, is it that Daisy Mae can spell out her super long last name, but when I ask her to spell the word “went,” she writes, “wtni”
From Joyce: Because she is darling and knows that spell check is the wave of the future.
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Some more thoughts on this picture:
1) I had been crying. Hysterically. I wasn’t easily adaptable. This was out of my comfort zone.
2) This picture is framed and in my mother’s house.
3) Yes. It is real.
4) No. I do not know what we were wearing.
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And now, it is time for the COW
COW=Comment of the Week.
Keep up, people!
This week’s winner is Ada:
Story time: I was in banking for over a decade. One week every girl on my teller line got asked if they were pregnant by a different man. Every one. I thought it was hilarious until it was my turn.
Silly male customer: “Are you pregnant?”
Me: “Um, no.”
Silly male customer: “Oh, well maybe it is the shirt.”
Me: “Let me give you a little bit of advice. In the future, do not ask a lady if she is pregnant unless she is physically giving birth in front of you.”
Silly male customer looks at me with a little bit of shock.
Me: “Now, how would you like your cash back?”
I would like to point out that I was the tiniest I have ever been when this happened and the girl that stood next to me was a size 0. These were clearly just crazy people.
Crazy, I tell you.
I feel for you, Ada.
Oh, yes.
But let us not also forget the dreaded “When are you due?” question when your baby is a mere few days old and is sitting right next to you.
Not like that has ever happened to me.
Happy Weekend!
I’m not sure I appreciate being called snooty!!! And am I really the first one to comment??!! Reminds me of the good ol’ days before you made it big time! =)
A) You know I love you, snootiness and all.
B) I am not big time.
After reading the COW, I decided that maybe there really is a positive side to being “fluffy” (which is overweight or the dreaded word ‘fat’). The positive is this: I’m so “fluffy” that no one would dare to even ask if I was pregnant, how long since giving birth, etc. This way, no feelings are hurt because no one asks. Ta-dah! 🙂 Also, when someone the size zero stands next to me, I make them stand somewhere else because it’s like putting a grape next to a toothpick. I’m lucky if I get to be a raisin! Be gone, evil zero!
I refuse to believe that size 0 people exist.
Size zero does exist. I know because I have 2 sisters. One is a size zero and the other is now a huge size 2. I won’t tell you my size, but to say this is why I hat family photos:) Life is just unfair. Although, they do both have cialics so therefore can not eat any gluten (flour). I curse the fact that my body not only tolerates but craves carbs.
Your mother has it FRAMED?
Erin,
I cannot help it if my mother wanted to preserve that awful moment in time.
Yours truly,
Taylor
Some people are just rude. Flat out rude. When my baby sister was only twelve days old, some old man asked me how old my baby was. I was THIRTEEN and weighed 98 lbs! Really? I remember being so cute.
On an unrelated not, I love that picture. Oh my. Aren’t you three cute?
That same scenario just happened to my friend yesterday. She was shopping for shoes for her two little kids, and just had a baby a week ago. The clerk came up and said “Looks like you two are going to be a big sister and big brother soon.” No, moron, the baby is right there. She kindly replied “No, I just had a baby last week.” Clerk: “Oh!”
Moron. That’s all I have to say about that. She is one of those annoying size 0 people who just happens to have a little extra weight from just having a baby and doesn’t look pregnant at all, just like she has a little extra weight! Moron. 🙂 Can you tell what my feelings are?? 🙂
Still love that special picture, it might have to be reoccuring like some others we have grown accustomed to….
Hey so, that picture of you guys?
It’s Razzle Dazzle.
also, I snorted cereal milk out of my nose at the “when are you due” part. It’s 6 p.m. and I’m eating cereal. So?
And, I wanted to know if it made you crazy that I mislabeled all my answers. Because I did it on purpose.
Am am noticing that you are not telling us lately how things are. Three hilarious posts, no relevant info about the daily ins and outs of Lumberjack life. I’m not complaining, I’m just starting to wonder if you’ve started a counter fit money printing racket out in the wilderness that you are trying to hide from us.
You are big time. Almost as big as your your glamour shot hair.
Thanks for talking about me. It made my afternoon. It would have made my whole day, but I just now saw it. Maybe you can say something great about me everyday, so I will cut back on my chocolate consumption. I want to be the toothpick.
Okay, maybe the “no relavent info” was a tad harsh. I was just trying to find out if anymore rodents were living in your midst.
Don’t hold back.
So on the whole “Are you pregnant?” thing, I am sending you over to Crystal’s blog because I couldn’t believe this actually happened!
http://alifeinordinary.blogspot.com/2010/10/dear-insurance-guy.html
And Razzle Dazzle is totally one of my favorite things to say. I have also been known to burst into the song. Just saying…
Taylor.
I feel that since I have now been awarded a COW you and I are besties.
(Melissa moved to stinking TN anyway… (Sorry, Melissa))
I just screamed at the top of my lungs…”I got the cow.”
And the sweet husband, from the kitchen, was trying to figure out what the heck I was talking about.
I’m so excited.
I just can’t hide it.
I love getting an award.
And I love you.
Oh, by the way.
The photo of you three lovelies is soooooo Razzle Dazzle.
Any chance on that being your new header picture?
hee hee
I cannot believe that your mother would hang that picture in her house and cause you to have to look at it every time you go to her house! Oh my…I would be hiding it. But no ones teenage years would have ever been complete without some crazy messed up glamour shot pictures! I just think it is hilarious how your mom and sister look like they might have on a cute little top in the picture and the photographer so clearly did not try to hide the fact that all you were really wearing was a big shiny piece of fabric!
You are totally right about the fb statuses… the other kind I hate is when people update aftr every play in their favourite sports game…I don’t mind knowing who won… but if I wanted to know every play, I’d probably just watch the game… (seriously have a couple friends who, during sporting events, will update 40-50 times).
The other pet peeve is the ones who constantly swear for no reason or think that that I need to know every detail of their sex life with their husbands… seriously people? NO!
Jazz hands!
The only time I got the ‘when are you due’ type question is when an old lady asked me at grocery outlet how many children I had and I told her and she said “Oh! And one on the way!”. I was like…uh, yep! So, what aisle did you find that great loaf of bread on? It looks delicious!”
I can’t even eat bread.
You should see the movie “13 Going on 30” if you have not. Razzle Dazzle makes me think of Razzles which makes me think of that movie. Super cute. I love Mark Ruffalo. (I mean, as an actor. I love love my husband. Just to clarify.)
And you are totally big time. If I get 5 or more comments on a post (not including a response from me to a commentor) I’m so excited I pee.
I am so excited you made pie dough from scratch! That’s huge!
Have you watched the movie 13 going on 30?
They eat Razzles.
So my bimlissa-type friend (whose name is Dacia) saw them in the store, bought them, and said, “I bought Razzles!”
To which I replied, “I never at them when I was growing up! That means NOTHING to me.”
To which she replied, “Neither did I! But I got them because we can eat them when we watch our movie!”
Fast forward to 1 to 2 years later!
Me: Dacia, wanna come over and watch 13 going on 3o?
Dacia: yeah! and I’ll bring the Razzles.
She brought the RAzzles–almost couldn’t find them–I had one and almost puked!
OH. THEY. ARE. GROSS!
Then, I had another one.
Just to make sure that they really were gross.
They were.
Dacia: I’ll have to try them when they are fresh and not 2 years old.
Me (as I am gagging!): It’s not like you opened the package! They are NOT going to be any better! They are GROSS, Dacia, GROSS!
So as much fun as the words razzle dazzle are to say? They make me want to gag!
Heh heh!
http://reimerrecipes.blogspot.com/2010/05/layered-enchilada-bake.html
This is a recipe I take to others often. It can be made and frozen way in advance for a quick meal for my family or to take to someone else. Also, it is very easy to make multiples at simultaneously.
There are many other good recipes on this site. Enjoy!