Eggs of the devil

Windy windy day.  Red Flag warning, which means DON'T burn your brush piles or have a cookout, lest it turn into a wildfire.  Good thing we weren't planning to set off any fireworks this evening.

I started lettuce and pepper seeds today, a little later than I probably should have.  Next week I'll start basil and tomato.  My onions are doing ok, not great, but not horrible.

We're still getting plenty of eggs from the hens.  I deviled 16 of them (eggs, not hens) for dinner last night.  That may seem excessive, but we all love deviled eggs.  Not one of them went to waste.  When my boys were younger they called them 'debbled eggs.'

I use the basic deviled egg recipe from my old Better Homes and Gardens Cookbook.  We don't add any of the extras, because the eggs taste great just the way they are.  Besides, the cookbook photo next to the recipe doesn't exactly make me want to try the other variations.  Quite the opposite, in fact.  It's bizarre to me how cookbook editors thought some of those old photos looked at all appetizing. 

Pickled eggs served in a drinking glass?  Hglugh.

Trust me guys, putting an olive on top of stuff does NOT make it look better.  And I'm saying this as someone who is generally fond of olives.

What kind of monster fills their deviled eggs from the top?

In other news, spring has officially arrived.  How do I know this?  Because the flies are back in the house.  After six months of seeing nary a fly, in the last hour I have seen and swatted three.  How is it that they all arrive at the same time?  At EXACTLY the same time?

It's a few days past the 24th, but I did remember to wish my old horse Shady a happy birthday on the day.  I'm not sure why I've always remembered her birthday, but I have.  We were born in the same year, so if she were alive she'd be 50 now.  Which would be very very old, but not record-breaking.  Guinness says the longest-lived horse died at the age of 51.  Shady died when she (and I) was 24.  A long time ago.

Shady on the left, my old cat Aphrodite on the right.

G takes his ACT test tomorrow.  He's gone to bed early in order to get a long night's rest.  I'm sure he'll do very well - he's a bright kid.  And he's been getting straight As for the last couple of years, so he's also determined.  B's bright too, but we have to shackle him to the chair to get him to pay attention to his online classes.  

O and E are coming over for the Easter weekend.  I've got the 1st through the 5th off, and the boys have a few days off as well, so we'll have a lot of time for games and chatting.  And it looks like O and E will be living with us again this summer - they've both got a good-paying job lined up at Firmenich in town.  Hooray!