Up until recently, my husband has been reading two, and only two blogs: mine and Eric Scheske’s. Eric is a beer-loving, non-politically correct father of seven who is usually pretty funny, so it’s easy see his appeal to my beer-loving, non-politically correct husband (and father of almost six) who enjoys being amused.
Due primarily to technical difficulties which will hopefully be rectified within hours, I haven’t been blogging a whole lot. I guess to fill that void, my husband has sought satisfaction elsewhere. Had he asked for recommendations, I could have pointed him to one of the myriad of guy-blogs, or political blogs, or blogs written by priests. There are plenty of interesting, innocuous, but testosterone-laden sites out there. Instead, he has sought solace with another woman. Oh, the infidelity!
I had actually shown him The Pioneer Woman Cooks blog (the Kitchen Madonna referred to it), and he drooled along with me at the recipes, especially the ones labeled “Man Pleasers.” Even if you don’t think you can cook, I don’t see how you can go wrong with the recipes she gives. The ingredients are basic, and usually not too many per recipe. She gives step by step instructions and includes photos for each and every step. It’s like having a cooking demonstration right in front of you, but you can pause and rewind as necessary. The only downside to her recipes is the health factor: unless you work a ranch full-time, I suggest you eat her cooking in moderation. I think I want to buy a ranch and work it just so I can eat like that every day.
I had no idea that Pioneer Woman had her Confessions, too. Sarah told me about that blog when I visited her. Even if she hadn’t, though, I see Pioneer Woman fever sweeping the mom blogs I generally read, and more than one person has admitted to lurking around her place. I checked out her site, and found it worth reading and made a mental note to add her to my bloglines. But due primarily to technical difficulties which will hopefully be rectified within hours, I haven’t been reading blogs much either. But Bill only reads three blogs now and one of them (mine) hasn’t been saying much recently, so he’s not only up-to-date on her latest posts, he’s actually gone through and read some of her archives. Did you read about how she met Marlboro Man? he asks me. I’ve got to tell you about calf nuts, he says. I don’t know whether to laugh or to be insanely jealous.
In the hours it’s taken me to write this post, the cable guy has come and gone, and I seem to have a tenuous connection to the internet. As long as I don’t have to share my husband’s laptop and type with it perched on my knees burning from the laptop’s vented air, I may be back in business. I just hope my content is up to snuff, or my husband may go back to reading only two blogs – and mine won’t be one of them!