Tuesday, December 6, 2011

Goad Your Goat....

That IS if one is so fortunate enough to own a goat...I'm not one to brag and such...but I happen to own one...and he is kinda, sorta, maybe pretty cute..like..hmmmm...time to pull out my 'coy' card...I DO have one of those as well...keep it in my back pocket with my comb!  hahahahaha.....Being coy is so much fun..like boys and pet goats...now aren't you just absolutely jealous...?????

"So, Mama..Do you know why it is hard to carry on a conversation with a goat????  Because they're always butting in!  hahahahaha...Do ya get it???  I continue to crack myself up..yup..I am one funny pup, fo' sho'..."

The newest addition to my posse...Gideon...the goat..Doesn't he have the world's best smirk????  He even has a goatee...hahahahaha..He's great and giddy and gallant....All one would ever want and/or need in a goat....He did love The Wall, BTW...but he is not nearly as prodigious as benjamins and it is all about them, is it not????...merely an observation...

"Oh, Mama....I HATE this goat...get it away from me!  Oh, and what do you call a goat that lip syncs????  Billy Vanilli!  hahahahahaha...Ya get that one????  I'm in stitches over here...I truly cannot help myself!  Maybe that goat can get your coat...float your boat..I hate to gloat...nor would I ever misquote...can we take a trip to Terre-Haute????"


Oh, Eves...no one in their right mind wants to go to Indiania!  That state sucks!!  Sorry...I've been there and it truly sucks...  Is Indiania famous for anything whatsoever???  How about we listen to that super-cute guitar player...you know..the one with the tattoos..and the red tie...and the awesome belt...and the one whom makes us weak in the knees......YES...Green Day..you are correct my sweet pea...and while we're at it...our new boots are in need of some attention...in addition to Gideon...the goat...and, um...wait...I do know what I have left of this list....let me grab that coy card from my back pocket....

Gideon loved the tree..and for the record, I would never actually goad a goat...it does not behoove one to provoke or annoy a goat..it doesn't...I speak from experience...yup...totally..I know about these types of things....Besides, I like goat cheese...not that goats are cheesy...well, they probably could be in certain situations...but Chevre really does rock...like knee socks and my boots and boys and..where was my list...jeesh...Regardless...do not irritate a goat...some day you will totally thank me for that little piece of advice..I am here to help...yup....

My super-awesome new boots....they totally rock..and they do enjoy shaking bootie...especially to, um....I shouldn't really say..as I am rather certain my neighbor wishes I would find some new music..but, once something gets stuck in your head...Anyhoo...I will divulge a tiny blog secret...they are cool...but they HURT MY FEET...beyond belief...shhhhhhhhhh...That would never deter me from wearing them...I totally am the kinda gal whom believes fashion totally comes before comfort..it's like a golden rule and such, is it not???  I'm pretty sure it is...and you'll find it on The Google...I know you will...my nose is twitching...

Ah...we finally arrived...again, like that #2 pencil...I do have a point...to cook!  Much to your chagrin, no????  We had........little finger clap, please.....CHICKEN!!  hahahahaha...no, we really did..but it was different!  This evening's meal components: Rice, Soy Sauce, Rice Vinegar, Peanut Butter, Green Onions, Ginger, Garlic, Basil, Red Pepper and...last, but certainly not least...Gideon!!  Well..we didn't eat him...he was here for a photo op..couldn't resist, in fact...

Again...that sassy Gideon...go figure!  I never imagined such behavior from a goat!...we minced and diced and sliced...vegetables only...no digits or goats were injured during this process...proceed to exhale...yup...then shake a little bootie...I promise to keep my lips sealed...cross my heart....

Peanut Sauce....we are getting close...a culmination.... two of the greatest things on this earth combined...and, no..before you even ask...I does not involve myself and a member of Green Day...yeah...sad, is it not???  hahahahahahahahaha...Peanut butter and chicken..That is to what I was referencing...You can't beat that!  Um, I have gotten so far off track..my peanut sauce..consists of soy sauce, peanut butter and vinegar...and a little cayenne...gotta keep it spicy, fo' sho'!

Marinate your chicken pieces in soy, garlic, cayenne and vinegar...Oh, and if you are truly lucky...you'll have a goat to oversee this marinating process...hahaha...yeah..goats really like this sorta thing...shhhhhhhhhhhhhh..

 
Brown your chicken cubes in olive oil and butter...in none other...It is late...I'll spare you the SOJ jokes...yeah, thank me later!  hahahaha

Proceed to add diced red pepper, ginger and minced garlic...again...I am NOT one to mince words...tee-hee.....just fingers and goats...:-)

After all of the ingredients have had ample time to cook...add your peanut sauce and green onion...

"Ya know, Mama...I've felt like a goat since I was a kid!  hahahahahahahaha...We gonna eat soon???  I'm starving!!"

Jasmine Rice and Chicken with our Peanut Sauce...I disliked this plating..yeah, I know I tend to complain about this stuff...I just so wish food was a photogenic as toy goats, you'd think they would be...hmmm....It was rather tasty, for the record..in case you cared and such...which I'm sure you didn't..but I am a sharing kinda gal...

E.V. is certainly going to kill me for this one..I shall share a photo from when she was a teeny, tiny baby....before we both had wrinkles, grey hair and unkempt finger nails...We were on the hunt for the elusive morel along the Columbia....wasn't she a sweet pea???  She still is..but she was a super-sweet pea back in the day... She fit right into that Timbuk2...hardly a possibility now..for either one of us..tisk-tisk...not that I ever fit into one, to clarify...  Oh, and not that I want to get all sentimental and stuff..but...boy, oh boy...do I miss that hoodie..it really was an awesome hoodie..for reals!

I always thought my movie would be a comedy...not a tragedy...hahahaha...thanks for joining us...we are like heartburn....and that piece of spinach stuck in your tooth...we'll be around...and getting rid of us is rather difficult...you need to fill out special forms, take a quiz...perhaps write an essay..rub your stomach and pat your head simultaneously...do a headstand or a kickstand.....I make nothing easy as we perpetually have nothing else to do...tisk-tisk...later alligators!

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