The chili making pot is out, the meat is thawing, and I'm ready to make a boat load of it this afternoon. It's not a hassle or hard to make. I just figure when you're making some, make a lot. Fred and his assistant are in the backyard blowing leaves before the monsoon begins again, so all is quiet at this end.
Yesterday I was thrilled to set up my pecan cracking station in the backyard at our outdoor dinner table, and cracked an entire basket of pecans gathered on Sis's and my walks. The new house we've found has a totally different species of pecans and while I like Pecan Lady's pecans better, I'm keeping my vow never to partake of hers again. Lady...if you can't be nice, you can keep your damn pecans. I don't need 'um. (But, I never said I didn't still want them.)