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cell23 what it would take and what he would need to make up another batch of the potato leek soup he made last weekend. From there was me deciding that I wanted to make orange juice chicken again (I more or less use this recipe for that) and also wanting to make a foray into using the cake cycle of my bread machine to make pumpkin bread and also make regular bread since we were out, and from there this unholy monster of a shopping list was born because we were pretty much out of everything and its mama anyway, so cell23 and I had ourselves a major grocery expedition this evening.
We came home, put shit away and COOKED. Both of us. I made the chicken and also started bread in the machine, he made not only the soup for later on but mashed potatoes and bacon leftover leeky goodness. There was only a little bit of having to get around each other and get creative with counter space involved.
At some point during all of this (probably the point where I realized I had overestimated portions again) I thought of invitingrenegadethumper over for dinner. And thus began a beautiful monster of an evening full of tasty (all the food was delicious) and ripe with all things nerdtastic, as first there was Smallville to be watched (Entertaining for me at least by virtue of James Marsters, but otherwise, meh, superheroes), then SNES to be turned on and subsequently sworn at for a couple of hours while renegadethumper, cell23 and I attempted to get through Super Mario World (ha ha ha we didn't make it through Donut Plains). Add the presence of a tired and very punchy deliriumdeva after she got home from work, and a lovely reasonably low key evening was had by all.
I will add that man, the rose colored nostalgia glasses apply hardcore to old video games. You know what, fuck these kids - these older games are HARD. Much harder than I remember them being. Also my controllers are finally showing their age, or I didn't realize that they seriously were that stiff and hard to control, but yeah. not helpful when you have to make a series of timed jumps across moving pipes.
Still need to sit down and play Castlevania IV at some point. Mostly to see if the first six levels of it are as firmly entrenched in my muscle memory as I believe them to be. Y'all don't understand, I've played through and beaten that game so many times, it's like the video equivelant of a bedtime story you had read to you every night as a kid.
But yeah, there were people in our house being all fed and entertained and stuff, and it was good. :)
And now fall down go boom time. More or less.
cell23 what it would take and what he would need to make up another batch of the potato leek soup he made last weekend. From there was me deciding that I wanted to make orange juice chicken again (I more or less use this recipe for that) and also wanting to make a foray into using the cake cycle of my bread machine to make pumpkin bread and also make regular bread since we were out, and from there this unholy monster of a shopping list was born because we were pretty much out of everything and its mama anyway, so cell23 and I had ourselves a major grocery expedition this evening.We came home, put shit away and COOKED. Both of us. I made the chicken and also started bread in the machine, he made not only the soup for later on but mashed potatoes and bacon leftover leeky goodness. There was only a little bit of having to get around each other and get creative with counter space involved.
At some point during all of this (probably the point where I realized I had overestimated portions again) I thought of inviting
renegadethumper over for dinner. And thus began a beautiful monster of an evening full of tasty (all the food was delicious) and ripe with all things nerdtastic, as first there was Smallville to be watched (Entertaining for me at least by virtue of James Marsters, but otherwise, meh, superheroes), then SNES to be turned on and subsequently sworn at for a couple of hours while renegadethumper, cell23 and I attempted to get through Super Mario World (ha ha ha we didn't make it through Donut Plains). Add the presence of a tired and very punchy deliriumdeva after she got home from work, and a lovely reasonably low key evening was had by all.I will add that man, the rose colored nostalgia glasses apply hardcore to old video games. You know what, fuck these kids - these older games are HARD. Much harder than I remember them being. Also my controllers are finally showing their age, or I didn't realize that they seriously were that stiff and hard to control, but yeah. not helpful when you have to make a series of timed jumps across moving pipes.
Still need to sit down and play Castlevania IV at some point. Mostly to see if the first six levels of it are as firmly entrenched in my muscle memory as I believe them to be. Y'all don't understand, I've played through and beaten that game so many times, it's like the video equivelant of a bedtime story you had read to you every night as a kid.
But yeah, there were people in our house being all fed and entertained and stuff, and it was good. :)
And now fall down go boom time. More or less.
