Dismembered

I have spent the better part of the last hour with my hand inside every orfice of a dead chicken. While I've never claimed to be a chef, I do love to cook. It relaxes me--and if you're reading this and I love you...I've probabaly cooked for you. (and if it was the chili fiasco that you ate...I don't want to hear about it.) But in all my Rachel Rayness and wannabe cooking I've never mastered the art of the bird. I mean I use boneless/skinless breasts and ground turkey like their going out of style...but you know, poultry that actually still resembles a bird...not so much. I just can't get over the whole "innards" thing. Due to my horrid (not kidding) pregnancies I'm accustomed to puking...even 20 times in one day (for seven months, times 2) isn't inconcievable (only wish I was exaggerating this one.) Scraping out that junk gets me everytime. My gag reflex is on overdrive.

So the other day I'm at Costco and I see these whole fryers and think, yeah I can do that, I mean everyone loves a roasted chicken, so tender, juicy. Well, I take one out of the freezer this morning and begin to defrost in the sink...Well hours and hours later, I go to um, clean it, or whatever it is that you do to get it ready...and apparently it was still frozen in the middle. Because I've just pulled and prodded and scraped (all with my hands in a plastic bag so I didn't have to actually touch the stuff...eeeww)- to no avail. All I'm left with is a bloody mess, I tell ya. I just threw the bird away. My only solace in the hour of gagging and trying not to smell is that I knew I might be able to blog about it later...any one up for fish sticks tonight?

Just Wanna

In an effort to incorporate more FUN in my life...I joined some friends this last weekend to visit the local Arts and Crafts fair...what a gorgeous day. We had a great time and I was wishing my budget was unlimted to purchase some of the amazing art from local photographers and artists...and seriously the salsa...it was EVERYWHERE and I don't even have to tell you about my love for Salsa... I did bring my camera and people, my photography skills are seriously lacking. I'm still trying to figure out my new camera, it's fairly simple, its just I never seem to get those amazing shots that everyone else seems to see. Maybe this is an art I should not pick up. I'm posting one of Betsy and her little boyfriend...but to see the rest you'll have to check out my flickr account...and I've posted a lot of my pictures as private...so you may have to log-in to see...sorry folks.