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Last month around this time I was pining away for a Foodie Pen Pals box that hadn’t shown up yet.  Hoping to do what I do best which is create a recipe from a random box of goodies.  Well, my friends, it showed up.  Two weeks later, more than three weeks after it was sent, completely open and looking like (according to the postal worker) it had been around the block a few times.

Like I said last month, people are such variables.  In this case it was the post office who had no reasonable explanation for the box’s condition and tardiness.

It is what it is.  I haven’t done anything with that box yet (other than munch on some fruit snacks and test out a tasty seasoning mix) so I’m actually not here to talk about it.

Technically I’m not even here today to talk about Foodie Pen Pals.  At least not the official Foodie Pen Pals hosted by the ever fabulous Lean Green Bean.  I plan on hopping back on that bandwagon next month, but this month an opportunity presented itself that I just couldn’t turn down.  The opportunity to pick my own Foodie Pen Pal.

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Ahhhhhh the weekend.  So snaptacular.

A not so ugly cupcake.  Sigh.

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A tasty blue cream soda.



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23 Paws.


Sometimes on the 23rd (ish) of the month I come at you with a humorous pet post.  So humorous I often find myself laughing so hard I cry.

My Pet’s Pet?  Come on.  A dog with a pet???  This is comedy gold people.  Comedy.  Gold.  Actually more like comedy platinum imbedded with a river of comedy titanium studded with flawless comedy diamonds the size of my fist and wrapped in Oreos.

What?  To The Husband Oreos are like gold.  Or platinum imbedded with titanium studded with diamonds.

All I am trying to say here is I’ve really enjoyed writing the pet posts for you all and I hope you’ve enjoyed reading them as much as I’ve enjoyed writing them.  And reading them.  I cannot tell a lie, I re-read them and laugh my arse off a lot.

This will be my last “official” 23 Paws post as Cinnamon who has been hosting for a year now has decided to retire 23 Paws and focus on other endeavors.  I can only assume she means to start 24 Paws but that remains to be seen.  What?  23 is an odd number of paws so 24 Paws must be next right?  Six whole pets is way better than five and three quarters pets.

Sad little pet missing its paw.

I promise to still share dog stories with you, but for Cinnamon’s final hurah I’d like to tell you how The Snoops got her name.

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The Snoops was born in a puppy mill so I imagine her first name was probably Puppy #108565658462937604. Stupid puppy mills.

She was rescued by an aspiring model who named her Ping Pong and then promptly dropped her off at her mothers house, a miniature dachshund breeder.

I bought her for fifty bucks from the breeder (I still have the cancelled check to prove it) and named her Mazzy.

Mazzy stuck for about a week before I changed her name to Koi.  Like the fish, but not like the fish.  Koi the fish is pronounced like “coy” while Koi the dog is pronounced like “ko-e.”  Officially The Snoops name is Koi.

My mom nicknamed her Ko Schmo which not only stuck but also was the catalyst for many other “Schmo” nicknames.  Hubby Schmo.  Wifey Schmo.  Should I go on or have I embarrassed myself enough?

About 7 years ago Ko Schmo was retired and replaced with The Snoops.  Why you ask?  Let me tell you.  Better yet, let me show you.

It has everything to do with a Peanuts cartoon I cut from the Sunday paper.  Take a look, scene by scene.

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If you liked the Chocolate Coconut Nests but want more chocolate and less coconut, then these nests are for you.

Double Chocolate Nests.

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Easy peasy.

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It’s the Husband again.  Coming to you live from a cold, blustery Midwestern landscape.  Who else is ready for Spring?  We’ve had at least four brief teases that promptly get buried under six inches of pounding snow.

To stay sane, I’ve done a ton of winter planning for our vegetable garden. If only the weather would cooperate so I can finally get some action. A guy can only take so much furniture arranging, curtain hanging, and painting. While I enjoy helping Joanna make our new home beautiful (and covering up way too many walls of pink), I’d much rather be lumberjacking and working on projects outside.

I feel cooped up. Tense. Ready to pop.

Thankfully, it’s almost time to sow some seed.

But every guy knows you can’t just jump right in to something like that with only hope and good luck.  It takes preparation.  You have to tidy up first, set the mood lighting, make sure your rack is sturdy, maybe even pull out the chains.

I don’t know, whatever you’re into.  I’m not here to judge.

Here’s our homemade Seed Starter and Grow Light Rack we built last week.

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Want to see how easy it is to assemble one for yourself?  Not only is it fun to watch seedlings sprout indoors, it extends your growing season, meaning more vegetables to eat, while saving you tons of money over buying established plants for your garden, let alone buying the produce at a grocery store.

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Oh hey, look at me.  Being a normal, non-snarky, regular ol’ food blogger and posting a recipe for Chocolate Coconut Nests right before Easter.  And not just Chocolate Coconut Nests, but healthier Chocolate Coconut Nests.

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Give a girl a break, she needs to feel like she fits in occasionally.

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I’m liking this series, although it has made me lazy in blogging the rest of the week.  I’ll work on that.

Snaps.  From our weekend.  Enjoy.

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It’s Saint Patrick’s Day which means I am obliged to show you something green.  So this is my favorite cookie.

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I wish I had a recipe for you, but I don’t.  Our local specialty grocery store sells them and as far as I know that’s the only place to get them.

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Sweetey Petey wants to say Happy Saint Patrick’s Day by showing you the fun craft he made at the library.  And by he, he means me, because he mostly likes to take the lid on and off the glue stick while I make the craft.

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Last weekend we spent some time out of town with the in-laws.  Out of town as in we had to drive there.  And back.  It was the fateful drive back that resulted in the following tweets.  I apologize if you follow me on Twitter and have to live through this twice.  Ugh.  I know the feeling.  Just typing the tweets out again has me rolling my eyes.  

FYI, some spelling errors have been corrected.

Basically The Husband spent an hour recreating the scenes from the movie Pee Wee Herman’s Big Adventure with his own off color commentary added in as well. 

Here we go:

The Husband is detailing the plot of the Pee Wee Herman movie.  And I mean in excruciating detail.  My life.  Ladies and gentlemen.  My life.

In case you were wondering, it was the traffic accident we drove past that started the Pee Wee Herman monologue.  Yeah.  It was.

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OMG.  Quick.  Somebody call me with an emergency to get me out of the Pee Wee Herman recitation.  Please.  Anybody.  Anybody.

If your name is Marge don’t nickname yourself Large.  It’s not cool.  Not cool.

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I say Part One in case I decide to do this again next Monday. Not sure. We’ll see how she plays out.

Please enjoy some snaps from the weekend.

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