Tuesday, December 20, 2016

Monday, partying...

Monday was out department's potluck Christmas party. So, after I got ready for work, I dumped a bag of meatballs (from Gordon Food Service) in my big crock pot. Then I dumped a big can of Swedish meatballs sauce over them.

Next, using the six-bladed herb scissors my Brother Carl gave me to cut up some flat-leaf parsley. I put that in a baggie.

Sidebar: The scissors did work but, (and I attribute that to new-user error) I didn't have the usual consistent size I get from using my chef's knife. I had a lot of small pieces, but also some large ones.

When I got to work, I plugged in the crock pot on high. At 10:00 a.m., I turned it to low and stirred in the parsley.

Sidebar: I have noticed in the past that if you add parsley in the beginning, it cooks the flavor out or something.

At 11:30 a.m., I hauled it down to the museum in the truck.

It was funny. Three of us decided to bring meatballs!

What was also nice was this was the first year since I got in this department I wasn't tapped to set this up. So, I just kicked back and let others do the work, LOL!!

I didn't eat a lot, although it all looked good. I just had a Lee's chicken tender, Taj's feta cheese pasta salad, a deviled egg and four of the other John's BBQ meatballs.

I passed on some damn good looking chili. My stomach is still messed up.

I also skipped the cookies, brownies and pie for dessert and just had a small bowl of fresh fruit.

I left when Fred did (he always leaves early). I was afraid I'd be eating Swedish meatballs for a month, but there was very little left! Apparently, they were a big hit.

Later, everybody lugged the leftover food to our building. We set up a table and invited the mechanics to chow down.

I did volunteer to clean up what ever was left at closing time. So, around 4:00 p.m., I reminded everybody to take some chicken (there was a ton of it to start and still a lot left) or anything else home for dinner.

I, myself, took home a plate of chicken and Amish potato salad, as well as 18 meatballs and sauce in my crock pot. I also took the rest of a cheese plate and water crackers (I figured that would be a nice snack watching the Red Wings). I left the cookies and shortbread for the mechanics tomorrow and pitched the rest.

It was damn cold again on the ride home. It was 15 degrees but with a 10-20 mph wind. It cut right through my coat, knit hat, gloves and scarf!

So, I changed my mind. Instead of the cold chicken, I warmed up the Swedish meatballs. I made some wide egg noodles to serve them on and ate half of the remaining leftover meatballs. The rest went into the fridge.

The news said the low tonight would be 3 degrees! But the wind was supposed to die down overnight, so the "feels like" temperature would actually be warmer than today.

The Red Wings game was supposed to start at 7:00 p.m. but there was something wrong with the refrigeration in the stadium and the ice was too soft. They apparently had it fixed, but it was taking forever for it to freeze solid again.

They cancelled the game at 8:45 p.m., dammit!

Then what the hell am I supposed to watch? Finally went to the Smithsonian channel and watched a lengthy show about the Hittites, a civilization that ruled most of the near east from 15-1300 B.C. Sounds stupid, but it was fascinating.

Next I watched the 11:00 p.m. news and then the Tonight Show. I went to bed, knowing that, minus bathroom breaks, it's another night I get four hours of sleep.

4 comments:

  1. “It was damn cold again on the ride home. It was 15 degrees but with a 10-20 mph wind. It cut right through my coat, knit hat, gloves and scarf!”

    After Spring, Summer, Fall, and Winter, I think we’re all going to have to name a fifth season: WTF.

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  2. Good point! I still remember a little cartoon I think I posted a while ago, where the little stick figure said, "My face hurts. Why do I live in a place my face hurts?" Why am I not down in Puerto Rico?

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  3. The news said the low tonight would be 3 degrees! But the wind was supposed to die down overnight, so the "feels like" temperature would actually be warmer than today.

    I always felt like those "feels like" temps are there for either bragging or comforting purposes.

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  4. You really are Bill's kid, aren't you. He always said they were bullshit, too.

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