Menu/Recipe Blog

I have a new blog!!! As if I already don't post enough, I have FINALLY started a recipe blog. This isn't to show off how little I actually know how to make, but I think it's a good way to share tasty recipes that we otherwise wouldn't try or think of. Also, Mike and I make a weekly menu, and we sometimes can not think of anything to make--so hopefully this will help!

I haven't figured out (aka: haven't tried) how to add authors onto the blog, but I want to! If you would like to be added to the blog as an author so you can add recipes, please let me know! But if you would like to just borrow the recipes without returning any, I am ok with that too!

Anyway, without further ado, check out: http://mealideasandrecipes.blogspot.com/

Standard Grill Safety

I have to admit that I am a little sexist. Don't get me wrong--women are capable of doing most things men are and women should get fair pay in the work place and should be treated fairly, blah, blah, blah. But, alot of women aren't very good drivers. Women aren't as strong, typically, as men. Women shouldn't wrestle or play football. And women make better moms than men do, you know?

And, what does this have to do with grill safety you ask? MEN SHOULD GRILL. Women should not. And I say this from experience. What happened?? Well, it was a doozy.

I was making the hot dogs today. Simple task, right? Well, I light the grill and go back inside to work on other stuff while it warms up. When I go back, about ten minutes later, the temp hasn't risen at all.

"What? It didn't light? I was pretty sure I heard I the ignition. Hmm... Maybe I should try lighting it again..."

At this point, I am sure you are asking if I turned it off before trying again. You know, letting the gigantic fume ball of propane disipate before giving it access to an open flame? Yeah, that did NOT happen.

Whoops! I try lighting it (it has an ignitor on the grill, like a gas stove top) and luckily the lid was closed. The next thing I know is I hear a pretty big explosion and a pretty big, not dangerous, but scary fire ball coming out of the grill.

I went inside and told Mike that I am never allowed to grill again.

ps-I am alive, and nothing bad happened (like me getting hurt or the grill breaking/burning to the ground). Mike helped me do everything again; to help me learn and make sure I wouldn't burn our whole block down. And the hot dogs were delicious!