Even E.V. was exhausted from the heat...couldn't move a stitch.....My poor sweet pea...
We passed our time, not spent on 'the wall,' finishing up our pickles and making food....it's how we roll....
I had blown the pickles off long enough...I had dill in the refrigerator that was going bad. Time was of the essence. Not to mention, everything seems to be freezing.....I cannot seem to figure out how to change the settings in my refrigerator. Anyone out there know how to the push buttons necessary to make things warmer??? In my refrigerator, mind you...It was pickle madness in these here parts this afternoon...Hard to contain the excitement....of the pickles....
Taaa-dahhhh...final pickle bath of the summer...soooo sad...yet soooo glad....I am merely reiterating what the pickles had to say...The concenus was...'get us outta this place...I hate mmmmbop...' I hate pickles...they are big, fat jerkfaces
IMHO, of course..and mmmmbop is a great song...
As all good things, they must come to an end...here, right on the world wide web...the end of pickle season....can I get a little finger clap????? Just a little one??? I promise not to tell anyone....
You do not even want to know what I had to do to get this shot...it's a blogger secret...shhh..All I will say is that it is a good thing my flexibilty has not deteriorated.. hmmm and speaking of good things..chainsaw jugglers...where was I????
"Ahhh, Mama...you have THE best ideas! Even in this heat! Pockets are filled with potential...not to mention, loads and loads of fun-filled possibilities!!"
She will say anything for a few morsels...I am onto her...ever since that NDA...The stories I could tell....SO, yes...we made homemade hot pockets. Why you may ask??? Because.....they're hot....on a multitude of levels...and who doesn't love a pocket??? It's a rather convenient and entertaining place to keep change, keys, your lip gloss...even a tissue...the possibilities are endless, hence its beauty!!! Pockets rock...I could even foresee a pocket rocket...perhaps I am getting ahead of myself....Anyway...were was I... Pockets could not be made possible without a couple of friends.
My friends Puff and Pastry...I will soon disclose what happens under the sheets...of said puff pastry, that is...
I opted for two different varieties of hot pockets....It was the right thing to do, and, I am all about doing the right thing..
Firstly...one with Italian sausage, onions, garlic, sun-dried tomatoes and mozzarella....
Action shot...I'm all about the action, my friends...That and getting some...
Action..in the skillet of injustice...Sorry. I hate to be critical...However, I have the right to be...I sport a cape and such...
I had to stuff the sheets of puff pastry with aforementioned ingredients...Quite a challenge...boy did I work up a sweat...It is hot in these here parts..unless you missed 'the wall' conversation.....
One step closer to dinner...A brief pause to booty shake, think about chainsaw jugglers and listen to a little King for a Day.....OMG..SOOOOO awesome...IMHO, of course! Wondering which was more awesomer???....CSJ win! Hands down!! I made up that word...wondering why???? because I can...that's why!
The hot pockets baked, as one would expect....
We're getting sooo close....to dinner, my friends!
The plating SUCKED....Homemade hot pockets taste delicious...don't count on them to plate well...sheer and utter disappointment...
No worries...I still have my You Tube, and the world wide web...oh, and a spectacular chainsaw juggler...things couldn't be better! We'll be here tomorrow...yeah, I know...please show up!
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