Ah, what a lovely thing to be alive. And not asleep in the bed.
Well, I would actually like to be asleep in the bed right now because naps are my favorite. I’m just trying to say I’m glad to be back to the world of the living. After 5 straight days of sleeping roughly 20 hours a day, getting back into the grind has never been more welcome.
We had a great Sunday full of church services, friends, and food. I even played the piano so much that I developed a blister on one of my thumbs! My Dad was super happy to “reassure” me that it’ll quickly turn into a callus. When my jaw dropped at the thought of a nasty callus on my poor little thumb, he rushed to tell me that it’s all okay. I’ll “need it.” Who needs a callus? Not me.
However, I am happy to report that Timothy did not wear the infamous outfit after all. Sigh. He loves me.
And speaking of his abundant love for me, I’m really pushing it to its limits. I can’t remember the last time I did laundry. Or picked up a cleaning rag. Or cleaned the bathroom. True story. But I was siiiiiiiiiick. And may or may not have been a bit whiny and used my sickness to get out of house cleaning. And cooking. And bathing. Just kidding!
So this wife is going to be busy this week digging the Gothra household out of all the mess and dust bunnies. Anyone want to come and help?!
I have been sick in bed since Monday. Yucky, yucky, yucky.
It’s Friday evening and all my friends are at Winter Youth Convention, including my husband. But don’t feel sorry for me.
Unless you want to. I like sympathy. And get well flowers. And handwritten get well letters. And new shoes.
My mom stayed home from the convention to take care of me. She invited me over to their house, made me a comfy spot in the bed, gave me the remote, fixed me delicious food, and brought me drugs. (The Nyquil kind, not the illegal kind.) Being sick has never felt so good!
On a side note, if you saw my husband tonight at the service, don’t dwell on his outfit. As he was packing (and being so sweet and fretting over me) he kindly informed me that he was packing the outfit I detest. That one suit/tie/shirt combo that kills me everytime. he. wears. it.
I guess since I wasn’t able to be his arm candy for the night, he was entitled to wear his favorite outfit. Hopefully most people were too distracted by his charming good looks to notice his clothing.
To all my friends I didn’t get to see, I love and miss you dreadfully. And to all my readers, thank you so much for taking the time to read this thing! Timothy installed some kind of analytics on here, and this week my blog has averaged 60 views a day! Who are you people reading this?! I didn’t know I knew 60 people who were interested in my ramblings. Ha!
But thank you from the bottom of my heart. This blogging thing is fun. And so is this Nyquil thing. I’m currently watching Friends re-runs, enjoying the glory of a heated blanket, and watching as all the text on my computer screen gets blurry. That probably means it’s time to sign off before I say anything too weird.
And speaking of weird, I’ve become obsessed with nurseries lately. Is this picture not gorgeous? Found here at Ohdeedoh.
Have a glorious weekend!
I don’t know what it is with me and meatballs. They make me feel invincible.
I shared my first meatball experience on my blog a while back. Oh, back in the day when I was young and grossed out by mixing raw egg with raw meat. Sweet.
What? Who am I kidding? I still think it’s the nastiest thing ever. But I have conquered the yuck time and time again and spaghetti and meatballs are now a regular occurrence here at the Gothra house.
So today, I triumphantly bring you another post on meatballs! This time, I’m sharing an amazing recipe. These meatballs are my favorite meatballs in the history of meatballs. (I wish I could think of another word for meatballs.)
If only I was as cool as Pioneer Woman and could offer you a detailed, picture loaded journey of the cooking process. But I’m not. So here’s the recipe:
- 2 eggs
- 1 oz can evaporated milk
- 1 cup chopped onion
- 1/2 tsp pepper
- 3 lbs ground meat
- 2 cups oat
- 2 tsp salt
- 1/2 tsp garlic powder
- 2 c ketchup
- 1/2 tsp garlic powder
- 1 1/2 c packed brown sugar
- 2 tsp liquid smoke
First of all, prepare yourself. If you thought mixing raw meat with eggs and spices was gross, then it’s going to be a shock to your nervous system when you add in oats and CONDENSED MILK! Oh my, if it weren’t for my handy dandy gloves, I would have quit right then and there. But trust me, all the gagging is worth it.
You start off by beating the eggs in a large bowl. Then you add the rest of the meatball ingredients (milk, onion, pepper, beef, oats, salt, and garlic powder.) Put on your gloves, take a deep breath, and mix well. Then you shape the meatballs and place them on two cookie sheets. I’m contemplating using an ice cream scoop next time. Would that even work?
You cook the meatballs at 375* for 30 minutes. I rotated the cookie sheets after 15 minutes.
While the meat’s cooking, mix all the sauce ingredients in a sauce pan (ketchup, garlic powder, brown sugar, and liquid smoke) and heat until boiling.
After the meatballs are done, drain them and put them all in a glass baking dish. Or any kind of dish with sides on it, I guess. (Does the thought of “draining meat” gross any of you out? Me too.) Cover the meat with the sauce and bake for 20 more minutes.
Scrub those gross cookie sheets now, because you’re not going to want to want to do anything else but eat all 3 lbs of meatballs when they come out of the oven. Trust me. Been there. Done that. And those cookie sheets are impossible to clean after sitting for awhile!
These tangy meatballs are that good! Delicious! Because I’m lame, I have no pictures to show you of these glorious delicacies. So you’ll just have to take my word for it.
Like most of my favorite recipes, I have my mom to thank for this. She’s my favorite source for delicious recipes! Plus, she’s brave enough to make meatballs without gloves. My hero.
What an awesome weekend!
I made two pins for my amazing friend’s birthday. (This isn’t the final product, but this is the only pic I have.)
We had a blast at the party. I’m pretty sure I haven’t laughed that hard in ages!
This is the lake on the way to Bloomington. We went to get Timothy’s hair cut and ….
I guess he was tired of me being the cool one in the family. He LOVES his new toy. And in one day he spent $25 in apps. (It was from a gift card – thanks, Mom and Dad!) And in a week, I have spent $0 in apps. Someone has to be the responsible one, right?
Just look at that face. He’s a cutie!
So there’s a few of our weekend highlights! It was a busy, fun-filled, jam-packed one! How was your weekend?
I'm honored that you took time to stop by my blog! My name is Whitney, and I'm a diy loving, piano playing, sewing obsessed, thrifty, non-house cleaning, crafty newlywed. I love God, my husband, and life as a wife. If you'd like to know more, just check out my About Me page. Much love!
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