What's Cookin', Good Lookin'?

Er, not exactly good looking. Rob snapped this picture of me fresh off the couch from napping, bra-free and everything, as I set to work cooking dinner. Normally I don't share pictures of myself, but I felt like throwing caution to the wind tonight.

Sophia in happy anticipation of being fed dinner - is it bad luck to wear a raincoat indoors?

So what do we have? First, some of the new potatoes are set to boilin'.

Rob's littleneck clams in water and a little bit of butter

My sea scallops sautéing in just a little bit of butter and their own juices

Every single clam opened up from the 50-count bag! Usually we get a few duds. There were two more plates full after this. I wanted to give my Bob a clam feast tonight.

The girls (or Jack, natch) wouldn't try a single little bite of my scallops. Too bad for them; they were cooked to perfection and tasted absolutely wonderful dipped in a small bowl of butter. Yum. (Obviously my goal was not plated artistry here.)

Such a huge mound of clams, and not a single pearl. Chloë checked.

The baby red potatoes were cooked to just the right degree and tasted faboo with some butter and sea salt.

A little something to wash it all down with. This was a little bit too drinkable, because I quickly chugged down two glasses and then went upstairs, took a shower, brushed my teeth, and ralphed up my entire dinner, clogging up the sink and forcing Rob to use a wrench, a plunger, and... aren't you glad I didn't take a picture of all that?

In knitting news, I stayed up practically all night working on the stripey blanket and am in the final section of sixes before I'm done with the middle panel. I thought I'd have it done to show you tonight, but I got a little sidetracked with the pukey business.

And finally, the Dollar Tree ad is finally out! Did you get it in your Sunday paper today? Look and see and let me know if Sophia's in your paper, too - I want to know if it's national or what! Sophie's the middle child here, with pink glasses on. You can tell the bathing suit is too small, but apparently they didn't care! I thought there were going to be a couple more pictures of her in it, but hey, at least she got paid a little sumpin (Jackspeak) for her college account! And does she not just have the cutest little thighs? Oh, so squeezy; I just love them.

That's about all from today. Tomorrow I was supposed to take Soap in for her three-year check-up, but someone from the office called me and told me I'd have to reschedule. Soooo we have nothing on our agenda but folding lots and lots of laundry. Fun times. Have a great week!

Fin.