I’m writing again — and not just on my blog. I’m back to figuring out the story points of my novel. Outlining is the tedious, necessary part I don’t always love, but you can’t build a house without a floorpan any more than you can write a decent story without figuring out its structure first.
So there’s that….
There’s also this:
He doesn’t have opposable thumbs after all.
(Like boys do.)
He excels at eating meat off of all surfaces (even linoleum).
Wanna see why
he we made the basket?
She is divine.
Because new moms have their hands full with breastfeeding, diaper changes, and watching nuggets sleep, I figured I should feed Nicole.
I made two kinds of tuna salad, a chicken salad, pasta bolognese, and buckeyes. (I don’t approve of anything that could be construed as pro-Ohio — particularly when I’m making a gift basket for a fellow Michigan alum, but peanut butter is just meant for chocolate — so I rationalized that Wolverines devouring Buckeyes is metaphorical… or something.)
Recipe links are here:
Green Goddess Tuna Salad (I omitted the tarragon because we don’t get along terribly well.)
Tuna and Artichoke Cooler Pressed Sandwiches (Meaghan and I used this recipe for Katy’s baby shower years ago. It’s divine.)
Pasta Bolognese (Full disclosure: I skipped the veal and used 3/4 lb of ground pork and 3/4 lb of ground beef because veal makes me cry — and because bolognese needs extra meat.)
Buckeyes (There are millions of variations of this recipe. The key is using some Crisco in the chocolate to help it melt evenly.)
I’ll do a proper post on the curry chicken salad another time, as it is my mummy’s recipe and can’t be found online.
Tim and I ate the rest of it for lunch on Monday. (It was a hit. #likeduh)
Now, it’s time to get back to my outlining. (Barf)