Happy Potluckday!
*cabbage patch pause*
*feel free to join in*
*really*
*seriously, can you think cabbage patch and not join in?*
*How can you be so anti-cabbage patch?*
*butterchurn pause*
*I’m joking!*
*Really, you are so serious this Monday!*
For today’s potluck we are honoring Standing Still‘s wishes and heading to the basement because…
I lurrrrrrrve a good Lutheran church basement pot luck. Having said that, I steer clear of the MEAT HOTDISHES (what kind of meat is that?) and the jello. I think that somehow makes me less of a Lutheran … but I make up for it by eating 7 people’s share of bars.This will work well for me because all the church potlucks I attended as a child were vegetarian. I hear her audible sigh of relief. But before you break into the cabbage patch again I might warn you that “mystery vegetarian dishes” can be even more scary then meat ones. For some reason ALL non-meat food groups qualify as potential ingredients within the same dish.
This week the Nirvana was a veritable force of super important information. I am sure it is just a matter of time before Google just sends everyone straight here.
I am suspicious that all these people may have once attended potlucks with Standing Still in the past because they arrived after searching “green jello hives”, “piece of meat”, “piece of ham” and “can I have a piece of meat?”.
I want to stop and answer a question that was searched, “do you like potluck?” YES!
What is up with Holly’s coccyx:
As many of you know I have debated getting rid of this segment, but I have reconsidered and it is staying. Yep. As long as my butt hurts you are going to hear about it. Lucky, lucky you.
Why? Well, yes I like to complain and vent my woes, but there is a bigger self serving reason that was brought up last week by Headless Mom:
You’ll have to have a wake for the coccyx segment if you’re going to kill it. I have a feeling that there will be coccyx-lovers out there that can’t live without it. (Wow. That sounds really weird.)I am keeping it because I have not come across any other mommyblogger in the entire internet that has a weekly update on her coccyx. So in an effort to keep original around here it is staying.
June Cleaver Nirvana: Your source for weekly coccyx updates!Yes, it is a miracle that a huge advertising firm hasn’t discovered me…
Whoo hoo! Let’s find out who is Peep of the Week!
In reference to Rhett’s desire for peanutbutter on faux bacon, there were two comments with a similar theme:If he weren’t a 2yo boy, I’d be wondering if he was pregnant!So for these thought provoking (and giggle inducing) comments both Mozi Esme and Don Mills Diva are Peeps of the Week!
Can you be absolutely sure that Rhett is not pregnant?
*beep*
*beep*
Please stay tuned for an important Nirvana announcement…
If you are someone that comments here, thank you very much. If you are someone that comments here and your comments are magically transported to another post, you have somehow managed to beat the Nirvana time space continuum…
A week and 1/2 ago I installed the cute little comment box that you see below so you don’t have to go to another page, etc. The key word in the last sentence is I.
Yes, dear reader, I edited HTML code because someone said, “it is easy! A 5 minute fix!”
I did it without adult supervision.
I did it in a way that no one can figure out how I did it.
I did it and now the following things are happening:
1. 1/3 of my comments are randomly selected to appear in another post (and not just the one before or after, but it could be one from WEEKS ago).
2. Some people haven’t been able to log in under their regular account.
3. The box appears first instead of under the comments like on other people’s blogs…you know them, the ones that properly installed it.
I am going to have it fixed. I am just afraid to do it myself at this point. If you have any suggestions, please let me know. I get really nervous around the DELETE function. I don’t want to shut down the internet.
Please know that I know what you are talking about and am just giddy to get the comment no matter where it lands. Think of it as the Nirvana comment lottery…
What is in Holly’s fruit bowl?
2 large baking potatoes.
Happy Monday everyone. May your Monday be cabbage patch inducing.
Come on,
Play the Nirvana comment lottery!
See where your comment lands…
I was always skeered of eating at those pot lucks. I mean…do you really know if those people washed their hands after handling chicken, or if they picked their nose before cutting up the potatos?
I know…I’m a bit odd. I always brought something though, so I did my part. But nobody said I had to eat anything. lol
Connie
Glad you are leaving the coccyx updates. I think its a good PSA to have, and people should take care of theirs. Your updates make us who read be more mindful of our ever important coccyx’s…coccyxes…coccyxees..well, you know.
Connie
I’m so impressed that you even attempted to edit the HTML on your own. You’re WAY braver than me. I’m too nervous to even add stock widgets to my site most of the time. How sad is that? However, I’m hoping to conquer that fear this week as I do a little housekeeping at my place. Things to move, things to delete, things to update. It’s a veritable blog cleaning frenzy!
Clearly the advertising firms are missing out.
They could come on over to my place, though.
your HTML woes are so near to similar ones I’ve had… I truly sympathize. You poor, poor dear. With but pains and all…
The meat/vegetarian potluck thing cracked me up, especially since I was watching My Big Fat Greek Wedding last night. When she introduces her fiance to the family, and tells them he’s a vegetarian, her aunt says, “That’s okay. I’ll make lamb.”
Huh? Cabbage gives me gas. There. Now you know. And I misread your deep inspirational post on “It’s raining” thinking it said “It’s ruining” and was like smiling bigger and bigger as I scrolled down, only to find you were using your photographic talents seriously and beautifully and anyway, I amshutting up now.
I once went to a potluck and had what I thought was a chicken casserole. Turns out the “chicken” was really chunks of gluten.
I did not ask for the recipe.
I like sweet and sour meatballs at our church potlucks. So apparently I do not fear the potluck meat. Bring it on, says I.
yeah, what valarie said.
and obviously you are a secret html genius. how else would you have been able to make these magical commenty things happen.
The comment thing being this way always gets me excited, because I think I am the first to comment. Then I scroll on down and all my hopes are dashed. ๐