Help. Is it blogger’s block or just Christmas stress on the brain? I’m not sure, but I’m having a hard time getting anything written. I’ve started several posts, but as I type, the words assemble themselves into sickly pulp before my eyes. Maybe I’m not a writer after all. The voices in my head are taunting me. And they’re asking for Snicker’s bars. I must obey.
Part of the problem is that I want to write about the package of ancient cheese-and-crackers Ken found in the cupboard yesterday. The cheese had solidified and turned a disturbing shade of brown. The kids suggested that perhaps it had fermented into chocolate and was still edible. I don’t think that’s possible, but I’m no chemistry major or anything.
See? That’s pretty blogable material. Deep. Thought-provoking. Covers two of the major food groups. But I can't think of a way to tie in a work of Christmas art. I have yet to find a nativity painting with processed cheese. Not that there aren’t any out there, because if people can make modern sculptures out of elephant dung, anything is possible.
I realize that I talk a lot about food on my blog. I’m not sure why this is. I’ll check with the voices and get back with you. In the meantime, here’s a running tally:
Snicker’s bars (twice)
Crocodiles who eat human hearts and Satan eating sinners (do those count?)
roasting marshmallows in hell
Ramen noodles (twice)
Campbell’s tomato soup
whole wheat bread
avoiding making bread
breaking a bone while making bread
home made rolls
Halloween candy (twice)
chocolate (a few times too many)
cake and ice cream
melting ice cream
lasagna (a double batch!)
radioactive green beans
and a Diet Coke to wash it all down
In this particular post alone, I covered garlic chicken, lamb’s head, wine, goat cheese, baked potatoes, mixed vegetables, and ranch dressing. I also included a painting of the Last Supper, so if you follow the link, it will get me off the hook for my artwork of the day. Thanks for not reporting me to the Christmas Advent Blog Infraction Patrol.