So hey! Guess what?!

I have internet at home again. It's been months and months, but... I can now blog from something other than my iPad (which I still love, and will use like it's my full time job, but the ease from blogging from an actual Internet connection, with an Honest-to-God computer that can load multiple pictures at one time... priceless!)

Right now, we're watching a math DVD, because The Boyfriend™ insists that we will teach The Trolls math DESPITE Florida's lack-of-logic-in-teaching-math and I'm syncing my iPhone and... did I mention that we have internet at the house (but no longer have free cable. Gee whiz, I'm so sad about that... NOT!)??

Also, have I told you, lately, how much I love the fair? I wanna be a carney when I grow up!

So this is what happens when I try to be productive...

...though I guess it's progress, of a sort.

He needs a sinisterly safe name. One that children could combine with "Old Man..." but also denotes a servent's position in an austere Victorian home.

(if you look closely, you can see my awful handwriting on the opposite page. LOL!)

Soup for YOU!

I don't often like to brag on myself. More often than not, I am so racked with insecurity that I can't or won't admit that I have any kind of talent or gift to offer, and that whatever it is that I happened to create was pure luck.

Except when it comes to soups. That is one arena that I am absolutely proficient in. Dare I say that I excel at soup? Yes. Yes, I do.

The weather in Florida has given us a tiny window of cool weather respite, and it actually feels like fall. Fall, in my opinion, is perfect soup weather. Tonight, We're having corn chowder (a recipe I've adapted enough from the original that I feel comfortable enough to post as a fearlessly phobic cooking entry), but I couldn't resist making a pot of creamy tomato soup. This batch will be going in the freezer for later, so we have a ready meal when our window of cool weather lasts longer than a weekend.

Mmmm... Soup!