Won’t you take me to, a-Dippy-Towwwwn?
Is the song “Funky-Town” in your head now? It is in mine. I love that song though. It totally reminds me of “Shrek”. I’m such a Mom.
Tomorrow, at lunchtime, my Bigs is going to Dippy-Town. It’s a town where you dip stuff. Like food into other foods. It’s a great town.
Almost every part of his lunch is something he can dip – rice cakes, cookies (Trader Joe’s School Book Cinnamon Cookies), carrot chips, banana chips, and raisins. The dippees are applesauce and peanut butter. I love a good interactive lunch. I know my buddy does too.
We had an extremely productive day. I love those kinds. I did laundry, cleaned out two hall closets (I meannnn, the JUNK I had in there was unreal), cleaned bathrooms, balanced our checkbook, went grocery shopping, went to karate, and made a birthday cake for one of my besties.
AND I made dinner on top of that! AND guess what? It was good!
These would be great on a game day! I don’t even know when those are or for what sport you’d be celebrating, but I DO know about eating!
Earlier today, I marinated chicken wings in a Ziploc bag. I made the marinade (no real measurements, that’s what’s so wonderful about marinades) in gluten-free soy sauce, orange juice, fresh garlic, orange marmalade, and S&P. I baked them at 400 for about 40 minutes. They were sticky, gooey, crunchy, tender, orangey, and garlicky. Yum. Try them. You know, next time you’re celebrating the ol’ pigskin.
For I know the plans I have for you,” declares the LORD, “plans to prosper you and not to harm you, plans to give you hope and a future. – Jeremiah 29:11
(This verse has gotten me through some of my darkest times)