How to cure what ails you

The same stupid thing seems to happen every time.  The week starts reasonably well, with a few Reds’ wins and some minor amount of agreement among the boneheads elected to run things in this country.  Everything seems to be coming up Milhouse.

Somehow, though, as the week comes to a close, you get another heaping dose of nonsense that just kinda takes the shine off of things.  The stock market tanks, you’re credit rating takes it in the teeth either because you forgot to check or, well, you’re the US Government.  And then, as if all that wasn’t enough, apparently my beloved Reds can’t beat either the Astros or the Cubs, which are both barely a notch over Knothole at this point.

MagicPizzaSo what do you do when curling into a little ball and saying “uncle” seems to be the best of your short list of options?

You go big, or you stay home, friend.  It’s time for a little summer comfort.

First, you swing by the in-laws for a few hours of family fun and a tasty lunch full of cheesy pizza* goodness.


Then you decided on a whim to break out this bad boy, because, well, it’s summer, and if that’s not the right time to make ice cream, then when is the right time?  Also, strawberries are in season.  Everybody loves strawberries, right?

Yeah, I thought so.  So I made some of this.


Yes, it is as tasty and creamy as it looks.

And you know, that’s probably enough, right?  I mean, pizza and ice cream in the same day is a 10 year-old’s dream, and when it comes to know what’s what about having a good day, you can’t beat a 10 year-old.

But I’m selfish, dammit, and it’s summertime, and pretty soon that’s going to be over too.

You know what that means, then, right?  Yeah, time to pull out all the stops.drink_ingredients

So you head to your parent’s house for more family fun.  As soon as you get there, it’s time to assemble some ingredients.  No, not for the ubiquitous family summer casserole, oh no.  I’m talking rum, lime, and ginger beer, mixed up into the perfect Dark ‘n’ Stormy.

Now it’s really starting to seem like a red-letter day, but wait, there’s more.

ribeyeLike what?  Well, like steak. Like a perfectly medium-rare ribeye that’s soft like butter, melts in your mouth and makes your eyes roll up into your head. 

And yes, it was that good.


Finally, as if all that wasn’t enough to make things a bit shinier, after wishing Dad a happy birthday, my Mom gave me this because she, well, kicks ass:


And no, it’s mine, and you can’t wear it.dark_and_stormy

So, now, as what turned out to be a pretty darned good day comes to a close, I think I might need just one more thing to make it right. Another Dark ‘n’ Stormy, and I’ll be good for tomorrow.

Well, that and maybe a little more homemade strawberry ice cream, too.

You can never have too much homemade ice cream in August.


4 thoughts on “How to cure what ails you

  1. I agree, you can never have enough homemade ice cream in August, and thanks for the compliment, I think!!! 🙂


  2. What an amazing shirt! I have been referred to as a “word nazi” due to my intense grammar critiquing ways…I am going to have to find myself one of these. 🙂


    1. I’ll find out where she ordered it from and get you the link. I totally share your “word nazi” sensibilities. Every time I hear someone say “irregardless”, my blood nearly boils. 🙂


  3. Thanks for the additional use for rum. You can never have too many kinds of rum drinks – lol:) Thanks for the steaks and a great party…


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