Bloody Mary

I have made a concerted effort to cut back on beer. The roadblock with this is that I don’t particularly love wine and I am not much of a hard alcohol drinker. Don’t get me wrong, I will drink most adult beverages in the right setting, but beer has always been my go-to drink of choice. And not that sissy light beer stuff. I love the amber ales. And it goes directly to my belly. How I managed to avoid the “freshman fifteen” in college with my love of beer I will never know, but I wish I had retained that ability!

Recently I discovered I love Bloody Marys. But only when made a certain way. Spicy, but not too spicy and thick. I hate them if they are too watery. And I don’t like them with meals – they are an ‘on their own’ drink. I finally got brave and started making my own and have come up with a recipe that does it for me.

In the perfect sized glass (I have some plastic tumblers I got for the patio that are the perfect mixing size – no idea how much they hold):

  • 5 big dashes of Worcestershire sauce
  • 4 dashes of Tabasco
  • a dollop of horseradish
  • celery salt
  • fresh ground black pepper
  • 2 shots of Absolut Peppar vodka
  • Fill the glass with Harris Teeter’s organic tomato juice
  • garnish with 2 hot okra pickles, or olives stuffed with garlic and jalapeños, or with traditional celery, or pretty much any other pickled vegetable (or if I make it a meal, all of the above!)

Mix well.

Oh and everything going into the glass needs to be nice and cold. Vodka from the freezer, garnishes and juice from the fridge.

The best part is that one drink satisfies me unlike with beer where I would have at least two, maybe more, and I get my vitamin C for the day to boot. We’ll see with time if this helps fight the battle of the belly bulge. Sure, I could just stop drinking all together, but where’s the fun in that?

365 Photos…45 through 47

I seem to have ended up a day behind…my picture taken dates aren’t matching up with the 365 count. My goal to remedy that is to take two photos today which will catch me back up and put me back on track. I am too lazy to go looking to see where I messed up. I know I’ve missed a couple days and have posted make-up photos which I am sure is where I did it.

My schedule this week was chaotic. Seriously so. I feel like I am behind with work stuff and that I will never catch up. Between conference calls, projects, and my base job responsibilities, I’ve no time for pictures or I’m too exhausted to take them – I crashed on top of my work papers in the hotel room at 7:30pm the other night…I m not exaggerating when I say EXHAUSTED. My trusty iPhone has saved the day just about every day this week!

365/45: Happy Glow

The kitties were being cute and I thought they were very fitting for a Valentine’s Day-themed photo. The reality is, OP was trying to push Bonnie out of the sunny spot on the carpet here in the office so he could have it.

Hmmmm. As I look at my photo-stream on Flickr to grab photos for this post, I think I’ve discovered where I screwed up my count! I took the above photo as a make-up photo for Valentine’s Day (Sunday). Then I took the following photo for Monday’s real photo, but completely missed taking one Tuesday.

365/46: Helllllooooooo!

I was attempting to capture Sadie being particularly cute on her dog-bed Monday night and just as I was snapping the photo Bonnie came peering around the corner to see what I was up to.

Tuesday I traveled. Tuesday was the day I passed out on my paperwork at 7:30pm. Tuesday was the night that I woke up to a call from Neil that I don’t really remember answering (I remember answering, I just don’t remember the conversation) – after that, I came to the groggy realization that I was still fully clothed. Photos? What photos? The thought to take one never occurred to me during Tuesday.

Which brings us to yesterday:

365/47: Mmmm! Beeeerrrrrr!

What to do, what to do? While waiting for a flight after a long couple days of work…drink a beer of course! St George’s Golden Ale hit the spot (along with a seared tuna-steak sandwich, that was surprisingly excellent for airport food)!

My vow for this afternoon/evening is to take two “real” photos and post them. That will get me back on track. I will feel better about myself for having done so.

Tomorrow is Friday. Thank goodness.

Good beer is hard to find…

out here. Seriously. And the stuff that IS available is insanely expensive. I never quite realized how spoiled I was back in the land of micro-brews (Seattle). Stuff that was considered reasonable out there (RedHook, Sierra Nevada) is over $7 a six-pack here. You could easily get it for under $6 back home and even cheaper if you found it on sale. To spend over $7 on average, everyday beer was unheard of. Here, in order to do that, you have to drink Budweiser or Miller. Anyway, I was stoked to find a 12 pack sampler of RedHook beers…particularly because the seasonal beer that is included in it is their Copper Hook which I know I will never find on it’s own out here. The others are their good old standards: ESB, IPA, and Blonde. (For the record, I used to live about a mile and half down the road from the RedHook brewery in Woodinville…so again, yes, I was spoiled.)

Anyway, I found my beer. I also found two of these on a kickin’ sale:

Since I can’t hang anything on the side of the house (it has vinyl siding) and this was the same price as the plastic reel box I was looking at, I opted for this. They did a crappy job with positioning the spigots on the exterior of my home, they are on each side ofthe house instead of the front and back sides, so my plan is to place one of these at the front corner of the house and just run the hose along the foundation back to where the spigot is. The other will go at the opposite back corner of the house with the same hose running technique. The rest of the hose just coils up inside the bowl.

I also found two incredibly inexpensive resin planters for my front porch. They look like they might be handmade clay type pots. I am going to need to drill better drainage holes in the bottom of each of them, but that should be easy. Then I just need to find some “feet” to set them up on so the water can actually get out of the holes.

I suppose now (after I eat a ridiculously late lunch) I should go start putting soil and plants in some of my pots. Tomorrow I am going to drag Neil out to shop for a couple hostas with me. After which we will come back here and mow the lawn (that is 12″ high again). Won’t he be thrilled? Ha!

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