Sunday Dinner, February 22, 2009

Hello from the land of really busy. I fully intended to have my Sunday Dinner post up hours ago but I completely forgot about an activity at church this afternoon that I was obligated to do, so there went all afternoon. I just got home from church at 6:30 pm so as soon as I came in the door I started my preparations for Sunday Dinner.

I had good intentions of starting my chicken cooking for the HOMEMADE CHICKEN POT PIE I'm going to make for Sunday Dinner while my deer stew meat was cooking for our Saturday supper of veggie deer soup. I was feeling just a little cocky because I already had my chicken and the deer meat thawed and thought I'd have plenty of time to write my Sunday Dinner blog post while the meats were simmering away on the stove.

Wrong.

Our Women's Missionary Union ladies have had February 22nd at 2 pm marked on our calendars for a month as the day we were going to make cookbooks to sell as a fundraiser. It totally slipped my mind and when my sister Ducky called to see if I was ready to go I had to rush to put on some clothes and get ready, which meant all my plans to get supper and Sunday Dinner cooked early tonight went out the window.

So, now at nearly 7:30 pm the deer meat and the chicken are simmering away as I type my Sunday Dinner post. Which means that all my plans to have everything done and maybe get to bed a little early tonight?

Out the window, along with my good intentions.

After the chicken gets done I'll skin and debone it, then make the filling for the chicken pot pie. I'll refrigerate it overnight, then when I get home from church tomorrow afternoon I'll mix up the crust and bake the pot pie.

It's a meal in itself since it has the chicken, veggies and crust, but according to how many show up to eat, I may cook some Brussels sprouts or some corn on the cob to extend the meal.

What's for Sunday Dinner at your place? Share your menu/plans in the comments if you'd like.

By the way, I tried to link to my chicken pot pie recipe on my recipe blog, but Blogger links apparently aren't working right now. Just click on the button in my sidebar for my recipe blog and then click on Entrees and scroll down to see my recipe for chicken pot pie.I won't be able to make this link work either, but Barb @ A Chelsea Morning has been working her fanny off for the last several weeks, cleaning her house from top to bottom. Since she and her husband Rob have quit smoking she's determined to remove any trace of cigarette smoke from her house, and she's well on her way to accomplishing her goal.

I'm so proud of them I could bust my buttons, assuming I had any on, which I don't, but Barb's house cleaning marathon has had an unexpected effect on me, and judging from the comments on her blog, many more of her readers.

I try to avoid it like the plague, but Barb's done flung a cleaning frenzy on me. All this week I've been doing some major cleaning, sorting, tossing and just general decluttering in my spare room and a few other areas of my apartment.

And yes, it's taken that long just in my spare room. Of course I've been pacing myself and working for a few hours everyday. I know better than to try to get it all done in one day. For one thing, my arthritis won't let me do it all at once, and another, I know that if I did try to do it all at once, I'd get partway through and burn out on it and it would be a year before I ever got around to tackling it again.

Here's where things get complicated.

I need to vacuum the floor in there, but I have about 4 loads of laundry that's stacked up in there, waiting to be washed. I could move the clothes and vacuum, then put them back, and it may come to that, but so far I've resisted. I'm not sure why exactly.

The reason I haven't done the laundry before now is that I can't use my washing machine right now. The reason I can't use my washing machine right now is that every time we run the washing machine, the sewer backs up through the drain for the water heater in my inside utility room.

Yeah. That's fun. And I can't clean it up until my landlord works on it and gets done with it. Because he has to run the washing machine and let it pump out the water to see if it's coming up through the drain in the utility room. And every time he's run the washing machine while he's worked on it, it's backed up again.

He worked on it a bit Friday. And the sewer backed up through the drain again. So he left, saying he'd be back later that afternoon to work on it again.

It's now late Saturday evening and we haven't seen him anymore.

Oh, and I just came from the bathroom because Lamar flushed the commode and it kept running. That's the second time this afternoon that it's done that. The first time I jiggled the handle and it quit.

This time it wouldn't shut off, so I took the top off the tank to see if my suspicions were correct, and they were. The rubber flapper has become dismembered, so the flapper is flailing around by one connection, and besides that, the rubber is rotten and is crumbling all in the tank and the bowl.

Now I know that every time someone flushes the toilet, I'll have to take the lid off the tank and reach inside to manually place the flapper in position, else the commode will run nonstop.

Whee!!!

I guess you might say that this week has went down the toilet. Literally.

You can rest assured that I'll be calling my landlord to take care of my plumbing woes, and if he's not here Monday morning I'll be calling him again to gently remind him of his obligations. It's gonna get old having to manually close that flap every time the commode is flushed, and I need to do some laundry now, never mind what's going to accumulate between now and when he gets the plumbing fixed.Our deer soup is almost ready to eat and the chicken for the pot pie is almost done too, so I'm going to close on that cheery note and wish everyone a blessed Sunday. May God meet all your needs and may you have enough to share.PS: I don't feel like a fraud for using this snowman signature button because we had a few snow flurries today, so technically, we did have snow. Very little, but snow nevertheless.