I know can you believe it? I bet you thought you would have to endure paragraphs and paragraphs of me gushing about our super, fantastic, totally awesome trip! Well you will!!! Just not today.
Why? This is why- http://www.thepioneerwoman.com/
Oh. My. Goodness.
I should point out that this website has sat on my sidebar for months, and for months I have largely ignored it. Poor little website, just languishing there on the sidebar and me logging on and giving it the cold shoulder day after day!
Anyways, having an uncharacteristic bout of blog organization, I decided I should finally fix those broken links on my sidebar. Of course in order to do that I have to visit the website and get the correct URL. Well...
Anyways, having an uncharacteristic bout of blog organization, I decided I should finally fix those broken links on my sidebar. Of course in order to do that I have to visit the website and get the correct URL. Well...
[insert Sponge Bob narrators voice here]
6. Hours Later....
I never made it beyond PW (pioneer woman) to fix those other broken links (poor Matt Bites...but I did make this http://www.mattbites.com/ on Cinco de Mayo and it was pretty dang yummy!)
In fact I ended up wasting the better half of a day reading this
and drooling over this
and this
and. well. there is also this-
Amy you wipe that drool of your chin at once!!! You shameful hussie!!!!
You are a married woman! And that? Well that hiney has a wife!!! And you? Work. For. The. Lord!!!! Geez some people....
I mean I know that you have a weakness for a southern drawl and a nice set of old fashioned manners, but before you load that lawn chair and a gallon of sweet tea into your trunk and head out to Oklahoma so you can camp at the end of their driveway and watch cowboys pour concrete (or rope cattle which is probably both more likely and more entertaining) like you are at a 3D matinee, take a gander at this
and thisand then there is this
(and this by the way is proof that cowboys don't really have good manners)
I Know!! I KNOW!! I totally got the lawn chair out of my trunk after I saw that!! Or...err..I would have...if I had put one in there, which I didn't. Just that I would have if I was the sort of girl who would want to watch Cowboys with good manners sweating in the Oklahoma sun...ahhh..."take me home country roads..la la la la la la...mountain mama...or errr Oklahoma! take me home where I belong...la la la..." Wait, where was I? Oh yeah sorry, I was just having myself a moment! But I'm Not that kind of girl! Never have been. Not me. No sireee. Nope!
Amy Shame on you!!! You are de. plor. able.! Really? How could you?!
(grammatically incorrect for effect. It's the new trendy thing. All the blog kids are doin' it!)
Good Grief! It's good thing I'm here for you! Maybe some of my saintliness will rub off!
But I do have a question??? So the Mall of America is great, and New York is probably fabfreakintastic, but...what do you think of a girls trip to one of those working ranches???? (for umm you of course! Because that's the sort of unselfish friend I am. I'm so great! And humble too, which of course just makes me that much greater! Wow you are sooo lucky you know me! I'm excited for you!)
Anyways! Aside from the wranglers (which are plentiful), the photos, the recipes, and the stories are a great way to waste time! The really great thing is that chances are if your husband comes home to find this
on his plate. He probably won't care what you did all day, or that you wasted it on a cattle ranch in Oklahoma! ( unless you have the sort of husband that doesn't like veggies of course, in which case the Mac'n cheese is really yummy.)Well and to be completely honest if your husband is at all like mine, he probably doesn't really give a hoot what you did all day anyways, and just feigns interest because he has figured out that pretending to care about how you spent your precious hours improves his odds of getting a plate of this

OK so actually that is a really awful picture! You probably looked at that and thought "Good Lord woman! Nobody wants to find that on their plate, let alone feign interest in your boring life to get a piece of it!"
(Man! You guys are Harsh! What a bunch of Jerks!)
It's Chocolate cake, and even though it might not look it, it's really, really good chocolate cake!!! Dang Good! So good my chocolate cake loving husband declared it the best ever. ever. (that or he was reading the recipe title over my shoulder)