post-holiday updates.

so, our christmas went pretty well.  The Husband went to a christmas party on the 23rd, which resulted in him being exhausted christmas eve, which resulted in him falling asleep rather early, which resulted in me having a festive holiday breakdown and telling him if he couldn’t manage to give a shit about anything he could just fucking move out already.  …and following it up with an apology about 15 minutes later.  so, basically, not caving to holiday psychosis is still a yearly struggle, but one I feel like I’m making progress with.

The Husband got me a new tarot deck, which was exactly what I wanted, my mom got me a mixer, and The Wizard made me some adorable ornaments.  the Squid pretty much laid around and was cute, and puked on herself.

I hooked it up with the Adult Swim in a Box boxed set for The Husband, Sorry Sliders for The Wizard (what can I say?  my son loves board games.) and an Icebat uglydoll for The Squid.  they were all quite psyched.  I made aprons for my mom and a couple friends, and was quite pleased with the results.  I got a starting pattern out of an old BUST, but ended up pretty much doing my own thing anyway.

The Husband got The Wizard both a wrist rocket and a freaking pellet gun.  which I initially tried to boycott, until he made the selling point of: it is something that will only be used with supervision, and would I prefer he learn gun safety at home, or at a friends house?  so, even with my discomfort with guns, I have to agree, and then got the joy of explaining, when anyone asked what he got for christmas, and my Wizardly one joyfully announced “A RIFLE!”

we also started a new tradition of mac-n-cheese for christmas dinner, which was The Husband’s idea, and I figured since so much effort is put into christmas brunch, it’s nice to get a break in the evening and just play games and kick it.

here’s my recipe for Gingerbread Waffles, thanks to rachael ray.  I halved the recipe and still had leftovers, so as a warning: these waffles are incredibly filling.

Gingerbread Waffles

in one bowl mix together:

1 1/2 cups flour

2 tsp baking powder

1 tsp cinnamon

1 tsp ground ginger

dash nutmeg

dash salt

in another bowl beat 1/3 cup brown sugar and 2 eggs until fluffy, and then add 1/2 cup pumpkin puree, 2/3 cup milk, 1/4 cup mollasses, and mix together.  mix in 3 tbsp melted butter, and then add your wet ingredents to dry ingredients, mixing until just worked together.  don’t overmix, and be careful when you put these on your waffle iron because they expand more than regular waffles, and if you’re real cool like me you’ll end up with batter all over your counter.

hope everyone had a good holiday…

as a note, my gift from Santa (ahem) was a nifty knitter set, which I review as being rediculously easy, and surprisingly fun.  so woot.

oh, and another review: Sorry Sliders is a pretty kickass game.  you can’t play it with all that many people (4 tops), but with our small family, that works well.  it’s endlessly customizable, and it’s almost as much fun to figure out all the different ways you can play it as to actually do so.

-The Domestic Anarchist

Dishes – an ever-growing point of contention.

the battle of the dishes is a daily point of contention.  no one wants to wash them.  I am of the opinion that, as the sole provider of meals (by my own choice, since I choose not to live off of “Gom” breakfasts, nachos or ramen, which are the extent of The Husbands cooking skills), I should not also be responsible for cleaning up after every meal.  The Husband is of the opinion that, since I am home all day, while he is at work or at school, I have plenty of time to accomplish such things, before he gets home and takes over the kids so I can start on dinner.  IE: in the evening, after kids are to bed and dinner has been devoured, we both tend to radiate towards relaxation, as opposed to such hideous chores as washing dishes.

the dishes have not been completely done in the past 11 days.  I’ve done a few small batches, but not more than to provide us with dishes for the day.  I even threw down the ultimatum: “if you do the dishes, then I’ll cook dinner.”  which means we subsisted off of ramen and nachos for a couple days, before I got bored and caved in a foodie frenzy, with lasagna, stuffed chicken, and coq au vin.  …the dishes for which were rinsed, and now find themselves sitting on the counter.  …which is better than the rice pudding, which got a dish set on top of the pot, and sat til it acquired weirdness and got scraped into the garbage.

I miss my counter.  I miss cooking.  popcorn, veggie chips, oranges and cheese, even on game night, still bore and disappoint me.

much like Rex Harrison, I find myself complaining “DAMN, DAMN, DAMN, DAMN!”  I’ve grown accustomed to good food.

and I’m the only one that is that worried about it.  The Wizard is thrilled by having popcorn for dinner, and The Husband could happily live off ramen til the end of his days.  and the Squid isn’t even affected.  making my strike frustratingly ineffective.

in other news, my lasagna and coq au vin turned out bitchin’, while the stuffed chicken… definitely needs a new theory.  tastyish… but somewhat bland and excessively greasy.

so, apparently, there are a few things I can’t sneak bacon into.  …though it was badass in the coq au vin.  I see no point in ever using proscuitto, while the bacon gods are still smiling upon us.

-The Domestic Anarchist