Last night we members of S.A.N.D. hosted the Green Bean Casserole-off at Nicky the Cooks house. We had a special guest competitor, the Heat, who also judged along side guest judges Dark Wombat and Resting Laurels. I somehow managed to not get photos of the the people, but I got photos of the food. For the meal we made sun dried tomato and mozzarella stuffed chicken breast tenders,

Sun dried tomato and mozzarella stuffed chicken breast tenders.

Nicky’s awarding winning mashed potatoes, rolls, and of course green bean casserole five-ways.

From top left clockwise: D-Man, Nicky, Shamrock, the Heat, me.

So delicious. My plate was so sexy.

A very sad plate. Don't worry, I made it happy.

For dessert, Resting Laurels made a Smor-esque Brownie Pie Thing (I can’t remember the actual name for it.) and it was amazing. The best thing about it was trying to eat it. The marshmallows stuck to everything and would not yield. They wouldn’t even let go of my fork.

If it sticks that well to a fork, imagine what's gonna happen when it sticks to your ribs.

Needless to say, I had two helpings and ended up using my fingers to eat it.

In the end Nicky ended up winning again. So far he is undefeated. The Heat came in second place, followed by D-Man, me, and then Shamrock. Shamrock is still in “I try my best” place. The next competition is undecided at this time. It will probably be Mac-n-cheese, but who am I to say. I’ll keep you posted.

Well, it’s Monday again. After a four day weekend of non-stop holiday festivities, I am a little wiped out. I woke up a very cranky boy this morning. As it looks now, I have a day of drywalling ceilings ahead of me. Woo! Just what I always wanted to do on a Monday morning climb into ceiling spaces and put insulation on top of drywall. Ima go punch Taco Planet’s face and remind him that he did not take the trashcans down.

I thinking that I am going over to the Furious/Mick household this evening to see said occupants of house and Don Chulius and the Countess Ida von Blitzenstein.

Well, Le Duke keeps talking to me and, being in my particularly irritable state, I should probably go find out what he wants. Have a wonderful Monday. I’m sure it will better than mine. Dear God, I sound like Marvin the paranoid android. More soon. ~SC