The Potluck in Search of Cake

Here are yesterday's potluck left-overs from June Cleaver Nirvana:



Merry Monday and a Happy Potluck. I am hoping that by bringing the holiday spirit into my potluck today my Christmas cards will magically be addressed, my packages wrapped and the scent of baking fills my home.

Speaking of baking. I am in the mood for cake. Let's just have that at the potluck. Cake. That's all. Well, and maybe some coffee. Yep, coffee and cake. Maybe even get a little wild and have coffee cake. Whoa.




Someone landed on the Nirvana this week after Googling, "can you talk macaroni and cheese to a potluck crock pot". I don't know exactly what they were looking for but I can sleep comfortably at night knowing that they probably ended up at the right place. I don't know anywhere else that talks a potluck dish more than I do.


And now for a bedtime story...



This is what Rhett has insisted on taking to bed with him this week. Yep, that is a power ranger battery powered toothbrush in green and an empty Wii Monkey Ball package. I have stopped asking questions like, "why?" and spent my energy arranging random items next to him and tucking them in.


What is up with Holly's coccyx?



I am asking for a new coccyx for Christmas.

Let's find out who is Peep of the Week!



In response to my refusal to post a coccyx update based on the fact that I awarded Peep of the Week to ANONYMOUS last potluck (that was super confusing...sorry):

No coccyx update?? NOOooooo! But I had a super witty, super clever, truly hysterical coccyx comment all cocked and ready! But now you're never going to hear it!

For not only making me laugh with your comment, but also making me regret my little tantrum, Manic Mommy is Peep of the Week!

Look what is back this week:

Chicken of the Week!





What is in Holly's fruit bowl?



5 baking potatoes, 4 oranges, 4 green apples, 4 red apples, a lemon, 2 over-ripe bananas and a bunch of perfectly ripe bananas.

Mmmm....all that fruit would go nicely with some cake.

Nevermind.

I think I will skip the fruit and just eat the cake.



May you be tucked into bed with something dear (no matter how random) this Monday...

...maybe even cake.