Chicken Pot Pie and Future Ovens

Last week I made a chicken pot pie because I was craving chicken pot pie. I’d never made it before, although I did make a meat pie once because I had a lot of leftover pie crust from a cherry pie that turned out to be very small because we didn’t pick enough cherries. Also, it was my first time making a fruit pie, and I didn’t realize how much sugar needed to go into the pie so it was a very tart mini cherry pie.

Anyways. I made chicken pot pie.

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New toys for my Sizzix

I’m not sure if I’ve ever written about my Sizzix. It turns out I have. Here and here.

It’s been a while since I’ve written consistently, and it’s been even longer since I first started the blog and so it seems that I have not been able to retain the topic of every single post that I’ve written. I wonder why that is. Besides, there are numerous other things that have happened that I haven’t written about that I did want to write about but after the moment passes (or weeks or months, in my case) it seems rather irrelevant to write about something that happened oh-so-way back ago. Whew. That was a mouthful.

Anyways, this post is about my Sizzix.

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Maude Adjustments

It’s all rumbly and tumbly outside. And I think it’s going to be storming. Like my belly when it’s hungry. Speaking of which, my zombie stomach hasn’t really been acting up lately. I wonder if someone else has gotten ahold of it and is babysitting it for me. Well, that’s not true. I still occasionally have a voracious appetite that cannot seem to be be quelled. But enough about my zombie stomach, because this post is really about Maude.

Although, I think the rain will do my garden some good. I haven’t been good about watering it recently because I keep hoping it’ll rain so I won’t have to pull the hose out and then put it back. The hose and I aren’t friends. We often fight, and the hose wins. And then the Guy has to step in and intervene.

Hmm. Now it’s blustery outside too. I feel bad for the mailman whom I just saw outside the window.

Anyways, back to Maude.

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