Our first round of company has made their way home, and the dishwasher is happily churning away cleaning the last of the dishes. I am heading to my favorite chair to put my feet up and look at Sunday’s paper, now about four days old.
Already I am amassing stories in our new location. As I related in a previous blog, I have one failed attempt while cooking hard boiled eggs to burn the house down to my credit and I haven’t slowed the pace since then.
Last week I worked a full day in the garage. With our “moving sale” looming the first of August, there are so many things to go through and either say goodbye to or find a place for in our already impacted cupboards. After dinner my feet were singing me a sad song. Pulling out the plastic basin, I filled it with hot soapy water, and sank my tired toes into the soothing warmth. Had my feet arms attached instead of legs, I would have given myself a hug. Not daring to tempt fate and spill something on our new couch (as you may be aware my track would not make this a stretch of the imagination) I chose instead to sit on a footstool I’d brought in. It went with a matching chair to be used for seating until our new furniture arrives. A warning is issued to newcomers regarding using the chair because it is an old office chair and very light. It you hop into it with careless abandon it will dump you on the floor like yesterday’s garbage. Unable to find a comfortable position on the footstool with my feet submerged, I eased back into the chair. In true Susie form, I sat in exactly the spot for guaranteed ejection. In one fluid action I was catapulted out of the chair which then lurched forward smacking me soundly on the top of the head. Soapy water dumped from the basin all over the carpet, the floor, and myself. I’m planning on taking this act to America’s Got Talent next season. I feel it has real Vegas potential. Attempting to clean up before Rick came in to find me once again up to my neck in it, I grabbed a towel and wiped up the water and repositioned the chair. Coming in and taking off his shoes it didn’t take him long to notice the carpet was wet and I appeared to have been playing in the sprinklers during his absence. Sigh. Explaining what I’d done, he scratched his head then shook it. Asking if I was injured and happy with the response, he sat down saying after twelve years he simply had no words for what I do and resumed reading his book.
A couple of days after my acrobatics, I decided to vacuum. I moved the little black footstool off the rug to do a thorough job. Beneath where it was sitting was a perfect round black image of its bottom imprinted on our $800 designer rug. Oh-oh. What do you suppose the job situation is in Fiji?? Rick came out just at that moment and the die was cast. After much spraying and scrubbing it became painfully obvious this stain was not to be a temporary situation. One area rug was added to our growing list of wants and needs. Susie 2, house 0.
After some searching we located a new rug at the same place we found our new barbecue (Can you hear the chachinging?) and set up a delivery date for both items for the morning of the day our company was due to arrive. Yea. Now there are several disadvantages to not being a kid anymore (oh all right, there’s a notebook full), but one of them definitely is you simply can’t perform the tasks you used to do when you were twenty. In my mind I’m the same spry young thing but my body refuses to get in the same corner with that perception. When the rug arrived and the delivery people had gone on their way it occurred to me the couch would have to be moved off the stained carpet and the new one put in its place at some point. Hmmmm. Boo the Cat not being much for volunteering, it seemed Rick and I were left to the task.
Hands behind our backs we circled the situation with much discussion about the easiest way to make this happen. It was decided to go to the store for rollers to put under the couch. Not a couch really but a large loveseat with two recliners and a center unit, it weighs a ton. One of us would have to lift the couch and the other place the rollers beneath it. Now, I weigh slightly above 100 pounds and Rick, well quite a bit more and being the guy in the group I looked to him. One hernia and numerous unrepeatable words later the rollers were in place. It easily moved off the old carpet. We rolled it in the kitchen out of the way. Wow, this was easy. Laying down the pad and the new carpet we pushed the couch back towards its original spot. Once it reached the edge of the new carpet, the edge dislodged the rollers and progress came to a halt. Darn, darn, darn. In the middle of all this our company called. Good news, they were on the road and only an hour and a half away. Our living room was total disaster and it appeared we would have to sit on our couch in the kitchen to watch TV. My other half was not wearing his happy face, and the only thing to do was lift up the couch again. Rollers again in place, nothing. Ach.
Finally, we had to reposition the rollers and move the couch back to the kitchen and roll the carpet out of the way. Then we put the couch in place and lifted it by the footrests. I crawled underneath and, attaining less than graceful positions I was not aware my torso could still maneuver, I somehow pushed the edges of the carpet under the couch. Twenty minutes later our doorbell rang and our company arrived. I am never getting another carpet for that room, or if I do I’m tossing the couch and sitting on the carpet.
Anyhow, I tried this recipe with our hamburgers the first night our guests were here and they loved it. I adapted this from a Cuisine at Home recipe. It sounded so unusual I had to give it a try and share it with you. Let me know what you think.
Grilled Corn with Avocado Butter
4 ears of corn, husks removed
4 tsp. olive oil
Lawry’s garlic salt
4 Tbsp. fresh cilantro, chopped
4 Tbsp. sliced scallions
2 Tbsp. freshly squeezed lime juice
2 cloves garlic, coarsely chopped
1/2 tsp. kosher salt
1 tsp. chili powder
3 avocados, pitted and peeled
Pulse butter ingredients in food processor until well blended. Cover with plastic wrap pressing in to top of butter. Refrigerate overnight.
Preheat grill to medium. Coat corn with olive oil and sprinkle generously with garlic salt. Grill, turning frequently, until kernels begin to brown, 10-2 mins. Serve with avocado butter.