Yeah, I could go back to bed and probably lay there tossing and turning for a while, but usually, when I’m up, I’m up. So I’m stuck like this until oh say around midafternoon when I get sleepy, I may very well take advantage of it and take a nap. For now, just a quick blog before I reassess my to-do list and start the unholy adventure known as ‘packing’.
I made the puppy chow last night and my husband shook the powdered sugar and coated the stuff for me in one of those large ziploc bags that they show on tv that you can carry anything in from art supplies to sports equipment blah blah, well they are nice for that, but they also worked in a pinch to make this stuff, as I didnt have any other container or bag that I could shake it in. My hero. Of course he did have to lick the spoon in between batches, but he happily washed what he had tasted off of so I could make the second batch right away. Did I mention that he loves chocolate? I made the stuff primarily for him. The only thing I didnt count on was that it’s supposed to be kept in the fridge? wha? All the stuff at the store (which I have NEVER purchased by the way) is shelf stable, so I’m not really sure why homemade wouldn’t be. Oh well.
Now I dont know if I should make caramel corn or not. For one thing, I’m out of big coffee containers or tins I saved (2 full of chex mix, 2 full of puppy chow) for that purpose. For another I have the above plus 6 pounds of fudge and I’m planning on making cookies. Oh and the little candy molds I poured up and chocolate covered pretzels and mini payday bars and oreos.. umm. Yeah, I may be done. At least I would think that a lot of this would freeze if necessary. I also thought I would be able to talk my husband into sharing some of this at work. Apparently not. I dont know, maybe he’ll take some tomorrow, but as of this morning, he wasn’t planning on sharing. I always used food as my work gifts, that way I gave away some and there was less for me to binge on, that if someone gave me something it wasn’t like I didnt give them something, everyone loved it and you could give as much or as little away and everyone was still thrilled… I’d either take a big container in and let people eat some or take them little trays or containers singly, or both. Then they would have some to take home and some to enjoy at work. It worked out pretty well that way. I guess I was ‘fixin’ like I was still working. Oh well. Maybe next year I won’t make as much.. we’ll see… For now, I guess I better get a move on. No rest for the weary…
