Meanwhile, back at the RANCH…

As many of you know, the internet can be an endless black hole.  The other day, I got on facebook to scan the feed and see if any of my friends had anything exciting happen, then I saw a blog I like was linked up to a free giveaway.  I clicked like.  It redirected me to another blog to like.  Then another.  and another. and another….  Before I knew it, I’d clicked onto a blog that had NOTHING to do with the original giveaway, but she was giving out a coupon code for a skirt, and I LOVED her shoes, so I found myself scrolling through her blog and came across a recipe for ranch dressing.  I printed it.  I checked the time.  OH, MY!  how did that happen?   Nap time was screeching to a halt and all I’d accomplished was signing up for free diapers, more free diapers, coupon codes, and printing this recipe.  OOF! 

Well……It totally paid off!!  I made the ranch.  It was loved by all.  In fact, Ben has begun to request salad, just so he can use the ranch dressing. (!!!)  He announced that I’m not to ever buy ranch again.  Because this stuff is soooooo stinkin’ amazing.  I thought it might  be a passing phase, but it has been almost 2 weeks now and he was ready to make a special trip into town just for the buttermilk that I would need to make another batch.  Oh yeah, and some lettuce too. Link to Ranch recipe

When I made it, I decided to store it in an old ketchup bottle, so the photo would look just plain tacky.  (white Heinz with cracked pepper…eh.)  But Michelle’s picture looks way AMAZING!!!!  And if you want the recipe for this awesome stuff, just click the picture. 

Seriously, I thought of doing a sequential scavenger hunt for you to find the recipe (you know, with clues that lead to the next clue and you finally end up at the destination) just because that’s how I got to it, but I thought that might be a bit tedious for some.  So all you have to do is click the photo.

And again a HUGE Thank You to Michelle!!!


cheese and quackers (without the cheese)

Two Fridays ago, Ben got off work early.  (At noon.)  I asked him before he left for work that morning if he would please make sure to bring home a loaf of bread so that the kids could have peanut butter sandwiches for lunch.  Well, at 2:30 he finally pulled into the driveway.  I could not, for the life of me, figure out what had taken him sooooooo long.  I asked him and he responded with, “Just get the camera and come outside.”  My first thought was: Someone hit the van.  So, there we all were running outside to see what possible could have held him up for so long.  He threw open the back hatch for me to see some bedding (supposedly for Carmel Addison)  and a mysterious bag of “Chick Starter.”

Did you bring home chickens?  No. Uh…what’s that then? You’ll see. 

And he disappeared around to the front of the van where he reached into the passenger seat to retrieve a small box.  Yeah, I have it on video.  Yeah, I tried to post it.  Yeah, I’m technologically dysfunctional.  Anywho, let’s just say “squeals of delight” would be almost sufficient.  Yup.  He brought home two baby ducklings.  The kids named them, I take no responsibility for THAT.  I wanted to go with Drake-O and HENrietta.  Buddy named the “boy” duck: Fuzzy.  Yep, he’s going to outgrow that name faster than bamboo once he starts to feather out.  Puddi named the “girl” duck: Thankful.  So there ya’ have it folks, Fuzzy and Thankful.   (We actually don’t know their genders, but the kids claimed one as a boy and one as a girl.  We’ll see if they were right.) 

On the second day we had them, I put them in the bathtub.  Fuzzy took to it “like a duck to water.”  Go figure.  Thankful wasn’t nearly as adventurous.  However, by the end of the week, she had stopped throwing a tantrum every time we stuck her in the water.

Note: baby ducks do NOT quack.  They “BEEP.”  Especially when they are not content with life.

Ducks grow at an alarming rate.  They more than doubled in size during the first week!  At the end of two weeks, they seem HUGE compared to the little fluff-balls that Ben brought out of that tiny box.   Ducks are also reallymessy.  I had no idea that two animals so little could make such a BIG mess.  After almost two weeks of indoor poultry, they have been moved to the great outdoors.  (And there was much rejoicing in the streets…. or at least in the kitchen.)

Buddy had a great idea to make the ducks a pond out of a sled.  So that’s what we did.  They seem to like it.  I like that they are OUTdoors.  And…..I’m currently looking for good recipes.  If anyone has any good Duck recipes?  The kids are actually excited about eating their new “pets.”  Puddi suggested that we “eat Carmel too!  And…. maybe get a cat and eat that, …..and a dog.”  Strange girl.