Not the most original title, but it will have to do.
It’s freakin’ freezing out there. It says it’s 20 degrees outside, but it feels more like negative 20. Our pipes froze this morning but Matt got us fixed up in no time. Take a look at this, would ya?

That’s the view from our front yard. And this is the back:

This is what USED to be my patio:

And this is the exit out my back door. Nice, huh?

The only remedy for this is a nice, hot, steaming bowl of Chicken Tortilla Soup:

and top it off with these tie-dye cupcakes. They’re fun to eat, but a lot of work to make:

When you cut into it, this is what you’ll find:

Cool, huh? I’ll post the recipe later, but for now the kids are eating them all up. I’m on frosting patrol. Kaileb says they’re Tie-Dye-Licious. So, that’s good, right?
I won’t be going anywhere for awhile, not in this weather. So you’ll probably see me here again, with more recipes and complaining. Hooray!
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A Woman's Manifesto
Because a woman’s work is never done.
and is underpaid, or unpaid, or boring, or repetitious,
and we’re the first to get fired,
and what we look like is more important than what we do.
And if we get raped its our fault
and if we get beaten we must have provoked it
and if we raise our voices we’re nagging bitches
and if we enjoy sex we’re nymphos
and if we don’t we’re frigid
and if we love women it’s because we can’t get a real man
and if we ask our doctor too many questions we’re neurotic or pushy
and if we expect childcare we’re selfish
and if we stand up for our rights we’re aggressive and un-feminine
and if we don’t we’re typical weak females
and if we want to get married we’re out to trap a man
and if we don’t we’re unnatural
and because we still can’t get an adequate, safe contraceptive, but men can walk on the moon
and if we can’t cope or don’t want a pregnancy we’re made to feel guilty about abortion
and for lots and lots of other reasons
we are part of the women’s liberation movement.- Joyce Stevens, International Woman’s Day, 1975.

Man Vs. Heart Attack
I am somewhat worried about the dude on Man v Food. He isn’t looking so good these days and putting that food away like that can’t be good for him.
One should always be drunk. That's all that matters; that's our one imperative need. So as not to feel Time's horrible burden; one which breaks your shoulders and bows you down, you must get drunk without cease.
But with what? With wine, poetry, or virtue as you choose. But get drunk.
And if, at some time, on steps of a palace, in the green grass of a ditch, in the bleak solitude of your room, you are waking and the drunkenness has already abated, ask the wind, the wave, the stars, the clock, all that which flees, all that which groans, all that which rolls, all that which sings, all that which speaks, ask them, what time it is; and the wind, the wave, the stars, the birds, and the clock, they will all reply:
"It is time to get drunk!
So that you may not be the martyred slaves of Time, get drunk, get drunk, and never pause for rest! With wine, poetry, or virtue, as you choose!"
Charles Baudelaire













MMMM those cupcakes look good. Sorry the party got canceled I was looking forward to it. I am getting a little stir carzy in this house. Stay warm.
That tortilla soup looks pretty good, mm-hmmm.
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They were both good. Deanna, I hear you. I’m actually looking forward to going back to work. How sick is THAT?
No worries about the party, we’ll do it up Wednesday night! wOot!
Lovely pictures of snow. We get the cold here but no snow! Thse cakes do look good – like marbles.