Today will be a day of laying low. Vic’s mom and a friend of ours are both coming over this afternoon to make pasties (short “a”) with Vic. Right now there are mixers, choppers, and bags of flour, potatoes, meat, and starch strewn all over our kitchen. It’s important to realize that I’m not a cooker-baker person. To me, the kitchen is a room in the house to store my cookies and Diet Pepsi. So this gaggle of women-folk chopping, dicing, and rolling food bits on my kitchen table kinda freaks me out a tooch. I will probably spend most of the day in another room of the house, studying or poking toothpicks in my eyes or doing something altogether different than they will be doing and praying to God that they won’t ask my opinion on whose pastry shell has the prettier fork pokey things on the edges.
General musings of events in my life.
About Me
- Casey
- I live just a few miles north of Detroit with my girlfriend Vickie, our dog Megan, and a dozen or so cats. I recently graduated with an A.S. in Surgical Technology. I spend most of my time cross-stitching, scrapbooking and just exploring new places I haven't seen before. If I could, I'd be traveling all the time!
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