Viagra buns
Well, I feel compelled to write something here. I got up at 8:14, stretched, looked out the window, and thought hmmm kinda cloudy today. I made myself some ‘perked coffee’ and decided to check my Facebook and make sure you didn’t put up any pictures or videos of me on the lake with you guys yesterday, just saying (especially of me in a bathing suit, this hot momma is not into flaunting it… ) well okay there was that picture I put up of myself and Johnny Reid a couple of weeks back…
I went for my second cup of coffee and decided to make buns. David (another cousin, who lives next door) fixed my boat for me, so I wanted to do something for him. I was running outta cupcakes..lol. Last week was cupcake week. Btw, if anyone wants leftover oven-roasted potatoes, stop by here. The catering kitchen is breeding them, I think.
While the dough was rising, I wandered out to my office on the deck and answered my emails. I forgot about the buns, well, sir, I think that dough was on Viagra, holy crap, it filled that huge bowl in a hurry! Ah well, what should have doubled was quadrupled, but I made the bun balls anyway, set them into a big tray, then out to rise again. I’m wondering if there is any oomph left in that dough or is it like a marriage after 40 years… ha-ha.
How many of you remember my mom always with a magnifying mirror and tweezing hairs outta her chin? It was sooooo gross! She always used to say, “Just wait, your turn will come,” and she was right. I settle in at my office on the deck and get out the HUGE magnifying mirror. I know you are laughing when you read this, but I have seen your magnifying mirrors when I was at your place. 
I forgot about the Viagra buns, and when I remember to check on them, they do have lots of oomph left. My phone rings, and the sewer guy I had called yesterday to come and do a pump out is lost, so I give him directions. I settled back into what I was doing, hmmm, what was I doing? Oh ya, the buns need to go in the oven, man, how did they get so big again?
It is time to do some internet banking, when, what the heck is going on at David’s (next door), hell, it is my sewer guy going to pump out David’s sewer. There was nothing wrong with that, but I do know he had it pumped just last week. At 120.00 a hit, I don’t think he needs it again so soon, lol. So, I go over and direct him to my place. Note to self, when giving directions, DO NOT say yard with the red quad at the back of the cabin, hmmmm.
Now, where was I, right, set a timer for those Viagra buns. Okay. Back to the office on deck. Phone again, hmmm, my daughter wonders if we have any tin foil trays out here at the lake, seems they are running short (they sent out ten trays of leftover potatoes two weeks ago) and another four trays yesterday… plus I have been saving them for a while now… geez.
What is with all these potatoes? We were hoping for some beef, ah, well, they did send some chicken, sausages, and hamburgers. I made a deadly chili with the leftover hamburgers. My cousin and I take most of the leftovers to an inner school reading program in PA. I think they get creative with them, but I worry their creativity is being stretched to the limit with the influx of potatoes.
I call my cousin, and she has some trays, and I have quite a few. See, I KNOW they run out of trays every once in a while, forgetting to put them on the order sheet. Son says to throw the trays away, ya right… like I can throw away anything, not bloody likely! You only need to put ‘Pan saver liners’ in them, and they are good to go. What is that annoying sound anyway? 
Okay, so now I need to make a trip to my cousin with these trays, she is going into the city this afternoon and will drop them at the kitchen. Now how am I going work that into my busy schedule? I sincerely hope she doesn’t come back with more leftover potatoes. Baked beans would sure be a nice treat, and what the heck is that annoying noise? Oh crap…THE VIAGRA buns! Dam, they are huge, and they are pretty brown.
Oh well… back to my desk here on the deck. Gee, how the time does fly by, and I got a lot accomplished this morning, or maybe nothing. My chin has no more stray hairs growing outta it, I know now where they got that saying… “Not by the hair of my chinny chin chin!” What fairy tale was that anyway?
I am into my third cup of coffee, my sewer is pumped out (that was a big job), and these Viagra buns are so tasty, and will you look at that, they are not too big for my mouth… hmmm.
August 16th 2014
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