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Amerisleep AS3 Reviews

  My Amerisleep AS3 Unboxing Video (Surprise, my voice is ridiculous!) If I can (just barely) do it, you can totally tackle a bed-in-a-box by yourself. Updated 10/15/22 Amerisleep's AS5 was recently featured as the 'Best Soft Mattress in a Box' by Good Housekeeping , with the panel of reviewers noting: Pressure relief for side sleepers Taller than other boxed mattresses Good customer service    Amerisleep Mattress Reviews  We've been happy Amerisleep customers since purchasing our first AS3 mattress more than 9 years ago. Now we also have an AS2 and an AS4 (the AS3 is still our favorite). Born with chronic insomnia  (even as a baby - my family insists I was a nightmare), the struggle to improve my sleep is my life. My husband, the overly-analytical mechanical engineer, was initially skeptical of a mail-order mattress, but he was quickly won over. 2012: Wine glass test, sans wine. I was fairly confident our brand-new mattress would pass with f

Visit New Mexico

New Mexico is called the Land of Enchantment for a reason. We are a state with vivid landscapes, a unique culinary heritage, and some of the most friendly people you will ever meet. Our sunrises and sunsets aren't bad either. I still can't believe this is the view from my kitchen window.  When the world is ready to resume traveling, NM is a worthwhile destination. Here are my insider recommendations for where to go and where to eat while you are here. Visit New Mexico Best NM Hiking Jemez Springs El Morro National Monument Angel Fire Simply driving in our state presents an opportunity to enjoy stunning views. Best NM Restaurants Slate Street Cafe (Albuquerque, NM): Our favorite happy hour The Hollar (Madrid, NM): Enjoy a green chile cheeseburger on the patio. It's served on a homemade biscuit and is so large you'll barely be able to fit it inside your mouth! Greenside Cafe (Cedar Crest, NM): Best chicken-fried steak in the world Best NM Eve

New Mexico Christmas

Merry Christmas and Happy Holidays, bloggy friends! We spent Christmas with my parents this year, drinking Costco eggnog (delicious) and playing Mexican Train Dominoes. We didn't even bother to decorate our house, lazy folks that we are. Actually, I did put out a holiday hand towel. Does that count? (Totally counts.) Christmas (2020)  It's unusual for SN and I to spend a New Mexico Christmas at home, all alone. As much as I'd like to say we made the most of it, celebrating another COVID holiday with just the two of us seemed a bit...old?  Repetitive? Pointless? We had our tinsel in a tangle. At first, it seemed like Christmas was just going to be like any other day. Another boring quarantine breakfast followed by another boring quarantine lunch. But then... We were visited by Santa's reindeer! What do you mean that's just a normal deer outside our window? It's clearly Blitzen. Tiny tots with their eyes all aglow,  Olive and Bernadette were consumed by holiday m

Our Small Home Office (Featured in Albuquerque Magazine)

Just the other day, I mentioned to a friend that it would be a dream come true to have our home featured in a magazine, but that it wouldn't be a possibility for at least several years because we still have so many projects to complete. Imagine my surprise when Albuquerque the Magazine asked to feature SN's small home office! This office is perfect for keeping an eye on our little weirdos as they lovingly maul each other. Even  Olive made it into the article. Check it out for free in the digital issue (page 94): https://issuu.com/genalacross/docs/2020_june Small Home Office Magazine Interview with Kitty Deschanel This is the hallway containing our small home office. SN built the light fixtures. Here's the full text of my interview with the editor: Q. What was your day-to-day at work like before the pandemic? A. With a busy travel schedule, Derek was usually only home on the weekends, and sometimes not even then. It wasn't uncommon for him to work in 3 diffe

Kids are Weird

Today, I am 28. I feel so old! Where have my 20s gone? And where is my chocolate birthday cake?! I may be turning into a geezer, but I'm still not ready for any kiddos though. At work (pediatric dental office) the other day, a mother with 2 children came in. The older boy was 7 and the younger boy was almost 2. The brave big brother went back on his own to have his teeth cleaned, leaving mom and the toddler in our waiting room. Mom was fine. Big brother was fine. The little brother, however, was NOT okay with being left behind. He kept pressing his face against the glass door, looking for his brother, and he constantly called his brother's name. When his brother came back up front, the little boy went running to give him a big hug. "Awwww," said his mom and all of our staff. It seemed like such a sweet moment, until an instant later when the 7 year old exclaimed "OUCH!" and shoved his baby brother away. That adorable hug that we had all been a

Hush Puppies - Right Way and Wrong Way

I found the recipe for these hush puppies here . I had half a can of creamed corn to use up, so I decided to make hush puppies. Just look at all that oil! While waiting for the first batch to finish cooking, I decided to take a photo of my recently organized pantry. By next week, when it's no longer neat and tidy, I'm really going to appreciate this photo! Why do we have so many cans of tomato soup?? After frying up 3 batches, here is all the oil that was left: That's right - absolutely none whatsoever! But that can't be right. Sexy Nerd and I didn't eat all that oil, did we? How much was in the pan to begin with? Come to think of it, I'd rather not know how much oil we started with. Feeling a little guilty and grossed out from frying up so many hush puppy sponges, I decided to experiment with cooking the rest of the batter like a giant, corny pancake. *This is not recommended if you want your hush puppies to taste like hush puppies! A

Call It My Mid-Midlife Crisis

Sexy Nerd and I have been toying with the idea of moving to Omaha, NE. It isn't actually going to happen, but it's still fun to research a new city and place to live. I found a House Hunters clip online featuring a trendy part of Omaha (even less likely to happen, the condo featured was almost a million dollars!) Still, I shared the link with Sexy Nerd via his Facebook page, daydreaming about our hip, imaginary life "in the big city". Hey, when you live on the outskirts of Albuquerque, Omaha looks pretty impressive. They have so much water and greenery! Anyhoo, here is the response to my urban-living fantasy, posted by Sexy Nerd's mom: "No, no I was thinking farm...barnyard full of chickens, ducks, goats...and a garden to spend hours tilling and weeding... freezers full of the fruits of your labors...at least 3 kids running around climbing trees... just saying." Her comment made me smile, but I couldn't think of a reply. Granted,

Doggy Day Job?

At work a while back, I needed to access an old Qwest bill. However, the Qwest website was turning what I'd expected to be a simple task into a major chore. I selected the button marked ONLINE CHAT and was pleased to be instantly connected. To prove I was indeed the account owner, I told the representative my name, account number, and billing zip code, as requested. Okay, truth be told, my boss is the account holder, and I provided all of their information. It's part of the job! A few minutes passed. "To verify your identity, what is the answer to your secret account question?" Ummm...my what? Usually, I'm asked a specific question, such as the street you (my boss) grew up on. I inquired as to what the secret account question was. Another pause. "If you cannot answer your secret account question, instructions for resetting your online password can be mailed to you." I asked again WHAT IS THE QUESTION?! I was sure I could answer the question

Jingle Bells...

Pica Smells Derek Brewed a Keg Danni Still Shopped for Deals And Biscuit "Goo"ed All Day

Allergies in Albuquerque

You know how I know that these allergies are getting the better of me? I had a conversation with Pica and Biscuit this morning. It went a little something like this: "Uuuuuuuugh! My throat is so sore that I'm losing my voice! I can barely talk! How am I going to work all day if I can't talk?" And, of course, upon realizing that I would be wise to keep my thoughts in my head, rather than speak them, I told the dogs: "I should stop talking to you guys and save my voice for work! I'm not going to tell you about my allergies any more or about how I'm losing my voice! You're going to make me useless at work!" C They were concerned. "Mom's gone crazy," they thought, wondering if this meant breakfast would be delayed. You can see it in their faces. I've been taking Benadryl before bed each night. It helps me fall asleep, but I always wake up with the urge to quit my job and simply stay in bed forever. I've